Spark a Fancy
On Zion’s Narrows
walk
cool your feet in the
Virgin
River flanked by
menacing walls
that in spots will
weep for you
Streaked with colors
but lacking
the flair of Bryce
you’ll find
the greys prevailing
and how
a starless night must
love them
Outlines of nascent
portals
spur your soul to rap
its wispy
knuckles to gain
entry to
spark a fancy gone
quiet so
Later you might make
a biblical
coat from a prismatic
wash
of hummingbirds but
beware
that rattlesnake is
no sash no
matter what gospel
you hear
the harsh walls
preaching
Thomas M. McDade
Thomas M. McDade is a
73-year-old residing Fredericksburg, VA, previously CT & RI. He is a
graduate of Fairfield University, Fairfield, CT. McDade is twice a U.S. Navy
Veteran serving ashore at the Fleet Anti-Air Warfare Training Center, Virginia
Beach, VA. At sea aboard the USS Mullinnix (DD-944) and USS Miller (DE/FF
1091). His poetry most recently appeared inn Poetry Quarterly and Rat's
Ass Review. A story of mine was published by Ariel Chart in
2017.
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Poetry
That line "River flanked by menacing walls
ReplyDeletethat in spots will weep for you" haunts me.