The
Golden Circle bus trip.
Icelandic
Horse
Ponies
they are not
Yet
with manes long and bushy
Stances
stout and strong
They
travel the four beat tölt
Without
dropping a drip of beer
~
23 Aug 2012
Reykjavik, Iceland
Geysir
The
derivative
Dormant
lays; as its cousin,
Stokkur,
yet still spoots
Geysas of scalding vatn
High
above the treeless ground.
~
23 Aug 2012
Reykjavik, Iceland
Gullfoss
Icy
water falls
As
the foss cuts, curves and curls
Canyons
deep and rapt,
“Caverns
measureless to man,”
Beauty
boundless to the eye.
~
23 Aug 2012
Reykjavik, Iceland
Lögberg
The
plates rip in rifts
New
World west and Europe east.
Fire,
snow and sea:
The
flag flies freely unfurled
There
upon the Rock of Law
~23
Aug 2012
Reykjavik, Iceland
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