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Sunday, May 24, 2015


Caves are dark.
Caves are deep.
During the day
it's where bats sleep.

    Yesterday I went to Kartchner Caverns and explored the cave. I put on a helmet and headlamp to see stalactites, stalagmites, soda straws, bacon, drapes and towers, all slowly made by dripping calcite.  I also got to see 45,000 year-old bat guano. It is hard to think of something that old. Can you imagine what life must have been like 45,000 years ago?  In the Discovery Center I saw a picture of a square foot with over 200 bats sleeping in that small space. Can I say my mind was boggled? 
   What do you know about rocks, stones, or caves? What do you know about the insects or mammals that live in caves? Can you write your own poem about one of these topics? Have fun writing.

Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes.  
Joseph Roux


  1. Joy,
    Caving was the perfect birthday present for you. I bet you write ten or more poems based on this experience. I can almost see those gears turning in your head...

    1. See, you think a lot like me, Linda. I'm working on it.

  2. Sounds like a fascinating visit. Cute poem, too.

    1. It was a fantastic experience, Rosi. We're planning on going back in the fall.