Blue Grass Cave
By: Lance S. Barron
Ordovician waves pounded shells
into sand.
Strophomenids, Rafinesquinas –
Some resupinate; others not.
Laying quiet, squeezed: limestone.
Uplift along the arch: Cincinnati.
Slowly eroding, slowly dissolving,
Younger rocks washed away to sea,
Creating the Blue Grass.
Calcium carbonate in solution.
Carbonic acid in limestone attack,
For eons, ions dissolve away,
Enlarging a small, incipient
crack.
Individual holes lined up in
passages.
Not tubular, ragged. Fractal.
Not fractured, eroded, corroded,
By the Blue Grass rain.
As a cave, not so much.
Well house over farm sink.
Thesis cave for M.S.
Inner Blue Grass Karst.
Mapping with Silva Ranger.
Wet belly flop: Goes. Small.
Flowstone, fish, fluorite vein.
Has it all: Blue Grass cave.
Knee deep. Knee deep on Who?
That's Whom.
Green leaves in mud on the
ceiling.
Roving Blue Grass death storms.
Thirty-foot cable ladder,
On belay: Goldline.
Beer in the cooler up top.
Wouldn't fool an old man,
Would you?
Note: An earlier version of this poem
appeared in Illuminations Issue No. 26, June 2017, a publication of
the NSS Arts & Letters Section.