The Cavemens Journey

The cavemen family were moving all was packed ready to go their medicine man took the lead heading off towards the mountains A vast range lay to the west blue against the setting sun hunting as they travelled carrying an ember in moss It did not take long to start a fire that blazed between the rocks a spit of mammoth meat cooking above juices running into the hissing fire Settling down around it for the night they snuggled together nerves on edge startling at each snapping of a twig feeling vulnerable out in the open At dawn they push on as fast as possible lush valleys in the foothills game aplenty cliffs towered high over the landscape there, over there said the medicine man Sure enough a cave lay ahead mouth gaping they approached with caution wary of bears or a sabre toothed tiger both liked caves they found it to be clear of all predators One large chamber with several small ones ideal for them some they had it to rights a hole in the ceiling acting as a chimney they set to work starting a cooking fire Taking the ember from the moss bed laying it on dried twigs and wool blowing until flames licked up the wood catching alight the bigger branches The medicine man blessed the cave while the healer saw to sore feet and other ailments caused by travelling soon they had settled into their new home There was all they needed here at their feet herbs to keep the tribe healthy and fit animals for them to hunt with sling shot most important of all they have each other It is incredible that one simple word in this case SPARK can lead to three poems I gave Rick the idea and he ran one way while I took another route hope you all like our results