Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

The Chasm

Scribbling with amber-colored crayons,
time scrawls sepia on ancient rocks.
And ocher and orange canyon walls
rise above bushes wearing dust frocks.

Flora and fauna are left behind
serpentine rapids swallow the ground.
And white-water murmurs ricochet
off cliffs that echo the slightest sound.

Sentinels, sculpted by wind and rain,
create a maze full of twists and turns.
And embedded crystals of pure quartz
make monoliths sparkle; as day burns.

Red tints the Colorado River
shades of scarlet, where rusty rocks bleed.
And crimson waters rush to the sea,
grinding gorges at a breakneck speed.

A star-studded sky of twinkling lights
forms a backdrop for a pocked-faced moon.
And ebony spills into the chasm,
encasing all in a black cocoon.


(Quatrain)


2/23/2017

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Line Gauthier May 25, 2018 at 8:05 PM Amazing description, Emile. Emile Pinet May 26, 2018 at 8:52 AM Thanks Line, I appreciate your support my friend. Emile.

Carol B. February 23, 2017 at 10:58 PM Your poem touches me. I had always wanted to see the Grand Canyon from the time I was a child. My grandparents had gone and I remember seeing pictures. In 2009 I took my younger sister to Vegas and we took a helicopter tour over the Grand Canyon. It brought tears to my eyes. Loved it :) Emile Pinet February 24, 2017 at 7:39 AM Thanks Carol, like you I have always wanted to see the Grand Canyon, I hope to get there some day...it's on my bucket list, Emile.

Darlene De Beaulieu February 23, 2017 at 6:32 PM Hello Emile, you painted a beautiful picture of The Grand Canyon. I can see all of it in my imagination. Now i want to see it. Emile Pinet February 23, 2017 at 7:17 PM Thanks so much Darlene, I appreciate your encouraging words, Emile.

Jan Allison February 23, 2017 at 2:53 PM Wow Emile your vivid descriptive poem doesn't need a picture with it I can see it so clearly in my minds eye ... my hubby has always wanted to visit ... one day that dream will come true:-) hugs Jan xx Emile Pinet February 23, 2017 at 7:15 PM Thanks Jan, I too have never seen the Canyon in person...but it's on my bucket list...as always your comments are appreciated, Emile.

Tim Smith February 23, 2017 at 12:29 PM Spectacular imagery...I definitely need to go back. Emile Pinet February 23, 2017 at 12:38 PM Thanks Tim, I appreciate you're taking the time to comment my friend, Emile.