Monthly Archives: March 2019

CARLSBAD

Descending swiftly
into darkness,
light becomes absent
in the giant halls.

Home to sullen creatures
their voices
screeching
echoes on the walls.

Rising from the murky stone
and growing like knives,
dangling so precariously,
the cave grows towards itself.
Slow movement done blindly.

The strange shapes it forms
are so foreign to landscapes
groomed by the sun.
Is this Earth?
A hidden skeleton buried
millions of years before?
What it has now become?

And for what we have found,
there is still mystery beyond it.
Even further into the heavy ground.
Miles longer than we could ever fathom.

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LEAVING WINTER

The scent of rain
fills my head.
Dizzy with joy
of the good things
that come
with the warm drops
on my skin.