Timanfaya Volcanic National Park

By skinner_jennifer

Sat, 26 Jun 2021
  • 1533 reads
10 comments
 

Dear diary...a poem about the volcano we visited

in Lanzarote, during a holiday in July 1987.

 

 

Once quaking; red hot lava gushing,

flames rising taking shape;

exploding then bursting fourth,

spewing with breakneck strength

while gathering clouds;

no cushions of comfort,

just endless burning

this scarred landscape.

 

Even Macbeth witches of chaos,

toiling at their pleasure; brewing magic

couldn't create such heat,

as hungry melting pot devours everything

in its path with such havoc created,

so remote this reshaping from darkness to light,

daubed in relentless transformation;

skirting horizon, leaving black rocky desert,

wilderness both parched, yet full of energy.

 

Then a new creation, tourism rising

like phoenix from ashes;

wasteland now a dynamic progression

of trails many have already traveled,

as I too with rhythm on camel

once gazed at uninhabited scene

in sultry atmosphere,

 

we swayed under a mysterious sky;

till reaching this devils pit,

beneath land there lurks an underworld

that hides its secrets, of fire and flames;

gleaming and dancing to nature's kitchen,

empowering us with aromatic meats and fish,

 

just for a second geysers of steam rise to meet day;

yet...beneath still a bubbling cauldron breathing,

living though calmly brooding; I wonder if this hell

hears those many conversations, as hungry visitors

chatter about this – that and other matters,

resigned for now and seeming at peace.

 

Photo's my own.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5MG_d3R7BVw

Certificate U
Poem
Dear Diary
Travel
Biography
Journal
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Sounds an amazing experience! You rode a camel?! I looked up a bit about that restaurant. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by onemorething on

A very poetic holiday! Enjoyed this, Jenny. :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

yes I rode a camel and it was a great experience, although kind of strange with the swaying and up and down motion, I still remember like it was yesterday. 

We drank coffee in the restaurant and ate food from the grill over the pit, which was awsome.

Thank you for reading and I'm glad you discovered the restaurant.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks for reading Rachel, glad you enjoyed.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by marandina on

A bubbling cauldron of a poem. Sounds like it was quite a site/sight. Super read. Paul

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

it was inspired by the I P from a couple of weeks ago on the four elements, but I couldn't finish it on time before the next friday, so decided to leave it as my diary entry.

Thank you for reading and stopping by to comment, much appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Hades502 on

Wow, what an experience. I'm a bit traveled myself, but haven't made it to a volcano yet. Cool that you were able to see that. As far as the writing goes, outstanding. My favorite line: "Beneath land lurks and underworld," but you probably could have guessed that. Great poem!

GGHades502

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

You made that volcano seem very real and frightening and yet beautiful. I have ridden a camel too, but didn't enjoy it much.

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Hades,

being on top of a volcano certainly was an experience I won't forget. I hope you get to do a lot more traveling. 

You are so very kind with your words of encouragement and many thanks for letting me know, it means a lot. smiley

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean.

isn't it strange how something so scary can become such an amazing landscape? I'm really glad I took plenty of photos, because they bring back so many memories. We even visited the place where they filmed One Million Years BC with Rachel Welch, I think some of the scenes were filmed on the volcano, but can't be sure.

I can't really remember whether I enjoyed the camel ride or not, but I do recall the swaying and up and down motion. My son sat on one side and me on the other, they had to weight my son's side down with sand bags because he was so much lighter than me. 

You said your experience wasn't that good, but at least you had a go which is the main thing...good on you.

Thank you for reading and commenting, much appreciated.

Jenny. smiley