with 3 or 4 others who I don't know
and we pass beneath this high archway
of rock a bright cave-like entrance
into a wide rubbly plain at the bottom
of an expansive pit the walls mostly boulders
rising-up all around rising-up as high
as you can see and I walk out into

the plain when suddenly one
giant boulder up at the top breaks loose
and drops straight down the people
I'm with are still protected in the archway
they see the boulder and start yelling
waving their arms "get out of the way
get out of the way!" but I'm paralyzed
with fright unable to move a muscle
not knowing what to do about
this giant boulder dropping straight down
out of the sky at me but then I snap
out of it run full speed out of the way
and the boulder hits the solid rock floor
with a tremendous cracking boom bounds off

towards the other side and I stagger
into the protection of the archway
my companions hug me hold me then
I sit with my head in my hands,
pale, sweating, shaking.

Bio: Seems I've been writing poetry for so long that Methuselah should be taking notice, but in reality, time is simply doing its thing streaking ahead blithely pulling all of us along for the wild ride whetherwe like it or not; reminds me, I've published 15 chapbooks over the years,the last one being "when Patti would fall asleep" by Liquid Paper Press in 2003, guess it's time to work on another one.