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In times gone by, now recondite,
Neanderthal, erect, upright,
spoke softly, tones so lily-white,
and tried to put the world aright

He taught them how the flame ignites
that wearing furs will warm the nights,
and why the rolling wheel excites,
and how the beveled flint stone bites

Before the days of dynamite
he fought his foes with spit and spite,
and swung big sticks with all his might,
and rendered death with stones in flight

Engaged in never-ending fight
(arenas were a global sight)
he forced his forces to unite
to sate his oily appetite

To quell rude thoughts that may incite
he ruled the realm with fly-by-nights
and culled the winds of words in flight,
and darkened minds to anthracite
With fairy tales of evil sprites
and how the fist of freedom smites,
he washed the world with flames alight
to vanquish hoards of parasites

Each dawn the damage brought delight
the foe was bent, a bit contrite…
yet battled on with no respite
until the dusk and evening light

Encamped beside the firelight
Neanderthal, that shiny Knight, 
awaited morn while sitting tight
assured the end would be alright

Yes, conquest seemed his sacred right…
Forevermore?… well, no, not quite…
Neanderthal's extinct tonight
and lies beside the Trilobite…

The Oreo is round, not bright:
While rolling near the candlelight
at first the searing seemed so slight,
the molten cream an oversight…

This screed has nothing to do with the noble Neanderthal (whose brain size exceeded our own).
it has nothing to do with' times gone by' ( though who knows what future beings may think)
it has nothing to do with anything…
and even less to do with something…  
unless of course, you think it does…


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  1. Date: 7/22/2014 11:47:00 AM

    Very interesting... Nothing to do with anything. Hmmm...
  1. Date: 7/9/2014 12:33:00 AM

    Hi Terry, congratulations on an excellent write - I really enjoyed this powerful piece! Bravo.
  1. Date: 6/21/2014 4:17:00 PM

    You breathe life into these lumbering monoliths. As always, your interpretations fascinate.
  1. Date: 6/11/2014 10:10:00 PM

    A tour de force with your monorhymes! I've done a few poems using them, but not as long. I love the "Moral" section and the last line "the molten cream an oversight..." C.L.
  1. Date: 6/10/2014 5:09:00 PM

    Terry - (soup mail) As always you should be in a modern book of American poetry or French or Swiss. Your perfect rhyme and original take is superb. I must say it would not be as brilliant without the oreo.. "molten cream is delicious" My friend once gave me a triilobyte. I can't remember what little creature was emblazoned in it. Argentine Tango? love you. Tallulah
  1. Date: 5/7/2014 9:55:00 AM

    great write Terry,,,i love it,,,the rhymes are tight and sikk,,,history unfolds in poetry
  1. Date: 4/30/2014 4:22:00 PM

    random thoughts on the nature of the brain case? ;) Light & Love
  1. Date: 4/30/2014 2:34:00 AM

    Wow Terry, I liken this awesome poem to the Argentine Tango, with it light and dark movements slow then fast. I was very impressed with this!
  1. Date: 4/7/2014 1:51:00 AM

    Neanderthal, that shiny Knight,