Bryce Canyon

lillian

Intruders are we
amongst orange-red hoodoos.
Otherworldly creatures,
knobby limestone
eroded by wind and rain,
guarding slot canyons
and plateau rims.
We tread silently,
specks of time
wandering through your midst.

Written for dVerse — prompting us to write poetry about the SouthWest USA. Photos are from a trip in 20013 to Bryce Canyon. A magical place indeed.

21 thoughts on “Bryce Canyon”

  1. rivrvlogr May 4, 2016 / 9:43 am

    I saw it 42 years ago. I’ll bet it’s just as beautiful now as it was then.

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    • lillian May 4, 2016 / 9:47 am

      It is magical! We’ve been twice and I would love to return!

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  2. whimsygizmo May 4, 2016 / 10:20 am

    We love Bryce Canyon! (And the awesome nearby Duck Creek.) 🙂
    Love this, especially:
    “specks of time
    wandering through your midst.”

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    • lillian May 4, 2016 / 10:26 am

      How I would love to get back there! 🙂

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    • lillian May 4, 2016 / 12:41 pm

      LOL I am — because it is soooo true!

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  5. Grace May 4, 2016 / 12:52 pm

    Wow, this is such a grand view of the canyons ~ Would love to visit it one time ~

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    • lillian May 4, 2016 / 2:08 pm

      It is magnificent to see and amazing to hike through, in, and atop!

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  7. Patti May 4, 2016 / 2:17 pm

    “Specks of time” – That’s just how it feels out there in the eternity of the deeert.

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  10. Mish May 4, 2016 / 7:53 pm

    If you only knew how I was longing for someone to use the word “hoodoo”…and poof, you brought it!

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    • lillian May 4, 2016 / 8:09 pm

      That’s really what they’re called. Love the word – loved the place!

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