Red Rock Fury
D4 #3
Perched in the desert, proud and absurd,
A sandstone cliff — an Angry Bird.
Its beak juts sharp, its brow is stern,
With a temper that’s quiet but starting to churn.
The wind plays slingshot, the clouds take aim,
But this rock just chuckles, immune to the game.
Forever frozen in feathery guise,
A grumpy guardian under bluebird skies.
Lizards parade by its scowling face,
Whispering tales of this lofty place.
Tourists snap photos, delighted to find,
A relic of pixels in stone redefined.
And when twilight paints the canyon red,
The Angry Bird will live on in your head.
A game once played on a glowing screen,
Now etched by time in a desert scene.
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Somewhere on the D4 trail, you’ll find a rock that looks like a bird from the angry birds video game.
GPS coordinates of this photo: 39.13653, -108.76928
