Mesa Poems

Mesa Verde Ruins

Under cliff hides life
Long time here the world slept
Ancient homes remain.

Categories: mesa, culture, history, life,
Form: Haiku

Mesa Verde

No one’s ever gone
until forgotten

Their memory etched 
like words in stone

—canyons to remind 

(Chama New Mexico: January, 2019)

Categories: mesa, memory,
Form: Rhyme

Waterfall

Waterfall
David J Walker

The single waterfall into the canyon
Is hidden by the highway that
Keeps the passers-by in a state of
Detached nescience 
Protecting the last of its’ kind
On the Plains
As the stream barely has 
The means to continue the journey
Over the Mesa pooling on the 
Prairie floor
For the  few who may see 
It remains among the

Categories: mesa, nature,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Mesa Verde

Shadows on a cave wall,
eyes that look for truth

Figments of what sight denies
—dancing resolute

(Durango Colorado: September, 2004)

Categories: mesa, imagery,
Form: Rhyme

Trumpland

I ride the mesas
Wherever I go
Are Hopi, Zuni,
And tall Navajo

So many people
On dry, barren land
All Trump says is,
"They sure have got sand!"

Categories: mesa, betrayal, corruption, discrimination, environment,
Form: Rhyme

Dreams of Mesa

It started with a glimpse of a shapely leg.
It continued with bodies intertwined,
and hungry for passion and feeling wanted.
The newness, and like intellect carried the connection,
as far as it could, between a sensitive romantic, 
and a sensitive pragmatist.
They had hopeful dreams in the beginning,
influenced by spirits and hearts pledging they would be together.
Their love was

Categories: mesa, absence,
Form: Free verse

Abstract Inscape On the Mesa

Birthed in scratches of white paint on deadly canvas,
Emerging from the womb-vessel of a faded sea
To face the barren inscape of my tenuous self.

The diaphragmic doorway only opens through infirmity;
Abstract sodomy on the mesa.

Tilting by the weight of my breasts, precariously
Above the plain – the welcome danger of oblivion.

Darkness is my safety and my fault.
Night

Categories: mesa, depression
Form: Free verse

Over the Mesa

Over the mesa
winds of darkness
angels move
callous children
throw kisses
tears pool behind
your eyes
like red balloons
on the breeze
justice crouches
under doubt
waiting to pounce

Categories: mesa, mystery, native american, nature,
Form: Blank verse

On a Mesa

On a mesa, not far from home, the moon shone on the grass like an emerald 
light, 
gleaming and bright. Silver and yellow roses touch the night sky, never seeming 
to 
end their course, beyond the stars. The wooden tiger played chess with the 
beaver 
and badger, always grinning after her victories. The beaver pestered

Categories: mesa, imagination, peace, uplifting, night,
Form: I do not know?