All that happened – ancient volcanic eruptions, drought, erosion, uplifting
Regions, social pressures, the Long Walk, and finally, the concrete slabs of
Interstate highways – prodded ancient people to scatter and fractured a mythic road, remnants of which
Zigzag now in spurts through towns like Winslow and Holbrook. Only in the vestiges
Of Route 66, with the neon signs, wigwam motels, vintage cars, the
Nullified graffiti-covered trading posts, does
America hang on, pierced with twin arrows, to its last good times.

The Mitten at Monument Valley

Three Sisters at Monument Valley

Betatakin dwelling at Navajo National Monument

Aspen Trail at Navajo National Monument

Fossil near Tuba City

Coal Mine Canyon, AZ

Wupatki Pueblo at Wupatki National Monument

Sunset Crater Volcano National Monument

Island Trail at Walnut Canyon National Monument

dwellling at Walnut Canyon

the 1924 Winona Bridge frames the San Francisco Peaks

Twin Arrows Trading Post

Standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona

Rainbow Forest at Petrified Forest National Park

Wigwam Motel, Holbrook, AZ

Joe & Aggie’s Cafe in Holbrook

Nichols Sportsman in Holbrook, AZ

Blue Mesa at Petrified Forest National Park

Window Rock

Hubbell Trading Post

Spider Rock at Canyon de Chelly

White House Ruins at Canyon de Chelly
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“POETRY” Invitation: I invite you to write a poem of any poetic form on your own blog about a particular travel destination. Or you can write about travel in general. Concentrate on any intention you set for your poetry. In this case, I wrote an acrostic poem about ARIZONA.
“The basic acrostic is a poem in which the first letters of the lines, read downwards, form a word, phrase, or sentence. Some acrostics have the vertical word at the end of the line, or in the middle. The double acrostic has two such vertical arrangements (either first and middle letters or first and last letters), while a triple acrostic has all three (first letters, middle, and last)” (from The Teachers & Writers Handbook of Poetic Forms).
Some examples of acrostics can be found in Seasonal Sonnets (Acrostic) by Mark A. Doherty.
You can either set your own poetic intentions, or use one of the prompts I’ve listed on this page: writing prompts: poetry. (This page is a work in process). You can also include photos, of course.
Include the link in the comments below by Thursday, August 2 at 1:00 p.m. EST. When I write my post in response to this challenge on Friday, August 3, I’ll include your links in that post.
This will be an ongoing invitation, on the first Friday of each month. Feel free to jump in at any time. 🙂
I hope you’ll join in our community. I look forward to reading your posts!
the ~ wander.essence ~ community
I invite you all to settle in and read posts from our wandering community. I promise, you’ll be inspired!
- Carol, The Eternal Traveler, can claim her fame as the author of rhyming poems about charming loos she encounters in her travels.
- C L Couch, of clcouch123, wrote a poem capturing the pains of aging, both from within and without, and the dreams of romance and adventure as epitomized by Don Quixote and Sancho Panza.
- Jude, of Travel Words, wrote a poetic meander through history and modern days in the north Pennines and Northumberland.
Thanks to all of you who wrote poetic posts. 🙂
You are so clever getting the acrostic poetry to flow along, rather like Route 66 used to, and what monumental scenery. Interesting post Cathy
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Thanks so much, Pauline. I’m glad you like it. It was hard to make a poem so limited by the first letters to cover such a varied area as we saw in Arizona. The scenery was fantastic and the surprises along the old Route 66 where utterly charming. 🙂
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Have you read or seen the movie “leisure seeker”? About old folks following Route 66.
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I have seen the movie with Helen Mirren and Donald Sutherland, Pauline. They weren’t on Route 66 though; they traveled from Boston to Key West, Florida, down the East Coast. The old Route 66 went west from Chicago, IL to Los Angeles, CA. It was an interesting movie, though a bit depressing I thought. Did you like it?
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I read the book and so didn’t go to see the movie. I thought it would be too depressing. Especially at our age. Though with funny moments and I can imagine the acting would be good.
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The acting was certainly good, Pauline, but it was so sad to see the denigrating effects of aging. I know we’ll all be there, but I don’t want to accept it until I’m forced to!
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Keeping active and interested in life as you are, will keep old age at bay.
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I hope so! 🙂
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What caught my eye is that Coal Mine Canyon – how like Bryce, but different coloured rocks. Was it ever mined for coal?
All these photos are wonderful, I have gone through them three times now and marvel at that scenery. The only part I have seen myself are the San Francisco Peaks, and Monumental Valley in the very far distance! What glorious weather you had too. Was it very hot for walking in?
I have reworked the prose piece that I posted recently. No photos this time. I am enjoying using words instead of photos to illustrate something. I even have another one ready in waiting for next month 😀
https://smallbluegreenwords.wordpress.com/2018/07/06/countryside-of-contrasts-part-ii/
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Coal Mine Canyon was out in the middle of nowhere, Jude; the rim is on the Navajo Reservation and the canyon on the Hopi. We were the only ones out there. I couldn’t really find any information on it, but it is really pretty, isn’t it?
The weather in this part of the world was wonderful; it was hot but dry, and not too terribly hot except maybe in the late afternoon. I wouldn’t want to be out there at this time of year though.
I already linked your post to this one, though it was after it already published so some people who already read the post will miss it. I’ll look forward to seeing your next one. 🙂
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You timed it well then. When we were in that region there was still snow and ice so hiking not very safe. Not that we’d be doing much with those sorts of hills / drops! Lovely to see it through your eyes. You capture the lovely details that I like.
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What time of year were you there? I wonder if it might be even cooler but still walkable in April. Although I know parts of Mesa Verde weren’t open until May 20, which was why I put off my trip from April to May. There was no way I would have hiked into that canyon because the walls were made of a soft substance and might have crumbled beneath you. In fact there are warnings to that effect. They say you need a Hopi guide and permit to go into it anyway. Thanks, Jude. 🙂
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We were there in March and yes, a lot of places were still closed including parts of Bryce, though we still saw people hiking on the trails often in very unsuitable footwear!
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I don’t know how people hike in unsuitable footwear, but you see it all the time! 🙂
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Thank you for my virtual journey here, Cathy!
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Thanks, Sue. Glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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I most certainly did!
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What a wonderful collection of photographs capturing Arizona beautifully. You sure packed in a lot of sights during your excursion.
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Thank you.
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Every single picture is one more reason to travel to Arizona! 🙂
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Thank you.
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These landscape images are so wonderful, Cathy. My favourite from this collection is Spider Rock. I like the way you’ve combined canyons and towns along the way in this post. It makes me feel I’m sitting in the back seat looking out the window.
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Thank you.
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What can I say, Cathy? You’ve done it again! I don’t think you sleep 🙂 🙂 I only ever dipped my toe in a tiny bit of America. There’s so much more, just waiting for me.
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Thank you, Jo.
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Been to nearly all these places! Great memories. Take it easy …
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Thanks.
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That’s a very creative way to recount a journey. I enjoyed it a great deal. I like the sentiment in your poem – it captures how I imagine visiting such places would feel. Your photos are terrific. You really saw some fabulous country on your road trip. This whole post is so evocative – it reminds of of driving through isolated places on the fringe of the desert in Australia.
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Thank you so much, Suzanne, for actually reading the poem and commenting about it. It really means a lot to me. I’m glad you enjoyed the photos too.
I bet it is really amazing to drive through isolated places in the desert of Australia. One day, I hope to get there. 🙂
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Your poem and photos reminded me of driving through the places you drive through to get to the interesting places. Before you get to the Outback that features in the tourist photos you go through miles and miles and miles of nowhere towns and wheat paddocks/cotton paddocks etc. completely devoid of trees. There is a sad, forlorn feeling to these places that is similar to your feelings on reaching Route 66 and finding it to be so desolate.
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I would so love that kind of place, Suzanne. Forlorn deserted places are a photographer’s dream. 🙂
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🙂
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Wow coal mine canyon looks like a crowd of people!
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I think you’re right, Gilly!
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looks so quiet Cathy…peaceful looking ☺️✌️
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Quiet, and often deserted. Thanks, Hedy. 🙂
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