The Paiute tribes, before they fell*,
were known to use, masterfully well,
copious pumice and obsidian,
found on the alpine meridian,
where the Long Valley Caldera blew to hell.
* "fell" might not be the right word. A little Internet research tells me that one of the Paiute tribes, the "Bishop Paiute Tribe" has a reservation near Bishop California, near the Mammoth Lakes area, where I collected pumice and obsidian as a child.
You ruled your world
The largest creature around
But that was so long ago
Extinction found you
Lost to all of time
But one was found
Hidden in Lake Pleasant
Just fragile bones
Locked away in a museum
But now you are remembered
A baseball team honors you
May the Moon Mammoths live forever
XIII/IX/MMXXV
LRET
Drinking from clear, gurgling streams,
catching frogs, unfolding dreams,
without iPhones, watches or clocks,
sitting high on granite rocks -
my memory is unwinding
a young boy exploring and finding
pumice and obsidian flakes
in the mountains over Mammoth Lakes.
Millions of dollars, and scietific study, may well be used
To re-create this big rumminent; buddies.' How its to be
Done.? I'd really like to know.' Like where will fresh enough
Bio-logical matterial be found? After so..' So many millions
Of years.?? Maybe Mary Schwitzer can show? us bout such a
Mystery though.? You see the facts are showing.' The story may
change to well.' a more Biblical timeline.? Yet let us await
Whats to be known.' I believe what was hidden will be
Brought forth.' Because we all.' must know God is still on His Throne.)
Willy, a wild mammoth lives in my yard
Shedding head all over in clumps
Neighbors come by and collect it in bales
Making comforters, pillows and plush cushions
They bring casseroles, carrots, croissants and canapes
Willy has the best life, and he knows it
Milking it for all it is worth
.
Puff
her cheeks
pixie
spoke
her thick
speak's
both
beg'd
and still they were fast
in smile
their
mode
Pop
hern mine
sees
froze
Poof
there'z no wordz
Kentucky boasts about her Mammoth Cave
People exploring it are quite brave
Four hundred miles
Giving them trials
Exploring her passages is a fave.
Taken sideways, swept as a web strung spider
Sand sugar legged staggered specimen lured by weightless
Drifters soon to be lifted by unruly tide's violent
Fears ditched for the squall enthrall of ocean fizzed caress
Bolstered by booming blue brew, cork floated
Swell surmounts without pattern or rationale, contankerous
Bobbed from below, five foot heads promoted
Bounced jack in boxes sprung from rolling realm rapturous
By tide's untimed tumult, sea steamed unite
Sapphire stew participants simmer, softening vegetables
Drawn to next wily wave, crest conquer delight
Drag of salt soaked slow motion moon cascade incredible
Roaring turquoise rise, crumb humans crafted
Into toys at mercy of lapis lazuli, control's essential revoke
Track formation, tremor with desirous laughter
Brought to cool commotion by compulsion utterly unspoke
26th September
- For Ace -
M is for mammoth, big as a barn,
with long woolly hair that's much warmer than yarn.
He's 15 feet tall from his toes to his head,
(much too big to keep in the gardening shed)
He's got really big tusks and he weighs 13 ton,
and he stomps on saber tooth tigers for fun.
He wandered the plains munching bushes and grass,
when a blizzard surprised him and froze his fat mass.
5000 years later when the weather was nice,
it thawed just a bit and he burst from the ice!
The scientists flocked round to skin and de-bone him,
with a bunch right behind who were hankerin' to clone him.
If the cloning succeeds and the Doc's have their way,
We'll be hip deep in mammoths the very next day!
Then us gardening folk can despair of our broccoli,
cause its tough enough dealing with crows by the flockly,
and raccoons by night, and woodchuck by day,
and running 'round chasing Mizz Bunny away.
We all know for a fact that no chicken wire fence,
will keep out a mammoth. (they're just too immense)
Met A Mammoth On Sabbath
had met a mammoth
on Sunday which is our sabbath
while God will be with
Jim Horn
M-onumental
E-ndeavor
N-icely
G-ives
G-reat
A-scent
Y-ielding
A-stronomical
L-uck
A-nd
M-ammoth
A-ftermath
N-aturally
Topic: Birthday of Menggay R. Alaman (January 16)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
M-ammoth undertaking
E-manates from climbing a hill;
A-s you need faith, hope, and love to do the Lord God's will.
M-ammoth undertaking
I-s living a life on earth;
N-atural and emotional
D-isaters bring no mirth.
O-n January thirty-first, find the luck and blessing;
G-oing on in this world is a mammoth undertaking.
Salinder’s Mammoth
an 11 year old
Russian boy
finds the mammoth
carcass which
scientists claim at
early analysis to be
almost complete &
30,000 years old.
“6 feet 6 inches tall &
1,100 pounds it had
been at 16 years” &
upon reading this
a frantic believer in the
faulty organized
fictions of the world
scrambles through their
little special book,
desperately trying to
find a loophole
in which they can stuff
this creature so that
for them, it will all
still make
sense.
For eons the Wooly Mammoth slumbers, deep in his impatient sleep
Restless beneath his brilliant blanket of Artic Ice.
Neath the timeless tundra you can hear him weep.
Memory is a thunderstorm raging in the caverns of his mind
Frozen in the inexorable blue glacier of his torment,
Grinding down all time lost and misspent.
Aghast, he dreams of a past significantly better
And finds that tortuous road a loss much bitter,
He turns instead to the visions of a future perfect.
In the germ of his wintry bones there is flora fair
Potential foments in the virgin forests there.
Radiant aspirations are his heart’s true reason
So he thinks, I must have missed another climate, another season.
On feet that seek and find, he longs to wander forever
In the heat of the succulent jungle air.
He craves to fulfill his naked hunger
But lost, he can no longer.
All he can remember is this mind numbing slumber
And this cold, cold winter.
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