Stone Age Poems

Alexa echo rocks ages of generations!

The species and genus
known as *****sapiens
predominated across the webbed wide world
for tens of thousands of years
until many brain children...

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Angry Conifers

Trees in the avenue
have a weird sense
of humor
Long roots cracking up
finely laid cobble stone 
pavement
Slightly bent easterly
give pain in the lower
trunk
The younger trees
bleat about...

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You were once a seed,
now, just a forgotten weed,
withered and old, 
slowly growing cold.
Don't turn your heart to stone.
She too flies all alone. 
Flying far...

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Beyond the clouds where starlight grows,
The sky becomes what no one knows.
A canvas brushed with dreams untold,
In hues of silver, blue, and gold.

Each dawn, a...

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  I sometimes wonder if the path I was meant to take was predetermined,
  was the word destiny birthed to be my hopeless...

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In building the Cornerstone is the first stone laid 
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Psalms 118:22-24 -  NKJV: “The stone which the builders rejected Has become the chief cornerstone. This was the LORD's doing;” 
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[ Poem inspired by Contest : Ghost of Frankenstein : sponsored by Tom Woody ]


CREATURE FROM THE PAST ?

Elite scientists are the scariest humans
their minds...

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Hail needles the skin.
Wind cracks the spine.
The mountain holds,
breath seizes on the tongue.
Snow knives the summits.

Cracked hands fumble dry stone,
paper-thin air slices,
bald eagles tilt in...

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Don’t save anything for someday—
because someday is a slow thief.
It steals in whispers,
in heartbeats you don’t count,
in the space between "I should" and "I'll get...

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It feels like spring
oh I want to sing, 
It’s a happy feeling 
for spring is here again
Run and tell your friend
That spring is here once...

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PALEO PAIR

Hands rapturously
slashing satori
Bang !
Light released filter down
bats brushed skin to
fly knowingly low
then water gushed
through cracks
snakes spiders scorpions 
were our toes
stones spoke in bugle
sound as...

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Along the shore 
Wind
adores the sand, the stone
The Salish Sea
calls to me
I am an island upon an island
Restlessly 
wishing
A gull in communion 
with mountains, trees
Water...

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Have you been stripped bare once more tonight? Didn't you?
Not like every other day—
Today, you chose to do it yourself,
Hoping to tame his rage before...

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Connections in mirrors that aren’t there. But in reflection they shine like they don’t care.

Does mud and stone hold on to our memories?
At night when...

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