Poem ‘Chicxulub’


I may never get to the Yucatan
to touch the KT boundary at its thickest

that iridium layer exposed
like a line of fat in the tastiest bacon

yet this was where the asteroid slammed,
when the dinosaurs were fried

atomised or blasted by the wind;
when Cretaceous gave way to Tertiary

and little shrews crawled out
into a scene like a nuclear winter.

Chicxulub— how the strange name grates
like the sound of the still ringing earth.

Merely saying it, I get a sense of deja vu,
like a sudden blinding flash

where I glimpse the endless burials
high on the mountain of Kailash

screened on some future sky

image and poem © copyright dfbarker 2012
painting clearly not of Chicxulub but of a scene much nearer to home, namely Hunstanton, where there is at least visible strata in the cliffs.



  1. Ina · February 14, 2012

    Hi David

    It might happen again… that feeling is, what this poem tells me.
    Hunstanton or Chicxulub, lovely painting as ever! 🙂


  2. dfb · February 14, 2012

    Thank you Ina! Hope you are well. Yes, it will happen at some stage, I’m grateful for your comments.


  3. journeyintopoetry · February 14, 2012

    Hi David

    This is a great poem and I love the line

    “that iridium layer exposed
    like a line of fat in the tastiest bacon”

    but it scares me too!!!! 🙂



  4. Fergiemoto · February 14, 2012

    Wow – what feeling in this poem! Lovely painting also.


  5. granbee · February 14, 2012

    DF, your painting beautifully lifts the eye to the cliffs and then up to the memories of long-dead creatures sending up their spirits still to remind us, always remind us. Your poem matches the painting perfectly, as usual.


  6. Raven of Leyla · February 14, 2012

    My brother in law is from Yucatan,
    he has told me many stories.
    This poem takes me there
    reminding me all things pass
    yet such beauty arises from the ash
    although the painting isn’t of that place
    it has a brilliant color across the cliffs


  7. Betty Hayes Albright · February 14, 2012

    Your poem invoked “a sense of deja vu” in me, David. We forget what this planet has been through… and what it will no doubt go through again.

    (You also made me want to travel to the Yucatan and view this place myself – but like you, I probably never will.)

    Beautiful painting!


  8. Three Well Beings · February 15, 2012

    You are nothing if not a very versatile poet! I loved the imagery…”like a line of fat in the tastiest bacon”–perfect visual! I love the colors in the painting, as well. Debra


  9. dfb · February 15, 2012

    Thank you very much Christine!


  10. dfb · February 15, 2012

    Thank you so much, I’m grateful!


  11. dfb · February 15, 2012

    Granbee, thank you!


  12. dfb · February 15, 2012

    Raven, thank you – I’m grateful for you lovely comments.


  13. dfb · February 15, 2012

    Betty, thank you again!!!


  14. dfb · February 15, 2012

    You are very kind, thank you!


  15. dantrewear · February 16, 2012

    science and poetry need to talk more. Really. thanks for a good well-written read (and aren’t sciencey words great; “iridium” 🙂 )


  16. dfb · February 17, 2012

    Thank you for your comments, I’m grateful to you!


  17. Lindy Lee · February 18, 2012

    Put this one in your book of your best…


  18. dfb · February 18, 2012

    Thank you Lindy!


  19. Francina · February 19, 2012

    excellent poem and beautiful painting combined makes a joy to read.

    Ciao, Francina .


  20. dfb · February 19, 2012

    Francina, thank you so much!


  21. Thomas Davis · February 20, 2012

    You are a brilliant poet.


  22. willofheart · February 25, 2012

    I love the imagery you created as well the paintings…


  23. dfb · February 25, 2012

    Thank you!


  24. bardessdmdenton · February 26, 2012

    Interesting…and excellent! Again, the colors in the painting pull me right in.


  25. dfb · February 26, 2012

    Thank yo so much, you are so kind!!!


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