Archaeologist Poems - Poems about Archaeologist

Of Paper Moons, Foxes, and Blood Oranges

...I. Sighting

I saw you  
through refracted light-  
a prism of chance  
splitting ordinary into spectrum.  
Wind-tangled hair  
terra cotta and rosemary beneath your nails  
th...

TUTANKHAMUN

...Tutankhamun, a small bird of prey
This pharaoh of Ancient Egypt
 Akhenaten’ son and his sister “the Young Lady”.
 Alas! Alas! Alas! Ay that was the name of his vizier
His minister or favourite
H...

The Archaeology of Poetry

...Writing a good poem
Is like creating something exquisite
Out of shards of random rubble.
Inspiration is the mysterious impulse that moves a poet
To articulate them into something wonderful.
In o...

The Archaeologist

...the archaeologist stood 
on the original floor
above her was laughter
loving and war

the archaeologist stood
at the foot of a pit
beside broken lepers
and gentlemen sit

the archaeologist ...

Archaeological Dig

...it was a day
not unlike this one
when an archaeologist
… sore knees
… paint brush
… Friday fingernails
held my earthen skull
in his hands
and spared me a thought
his dirt-stained eyes
filli...

Journaling

...He wrote poems that were indicative
of blueberries soaked in vinegar.

He wrote of the shadows
between light and dark,
but mostly he counted the gray hairs
of thinning memories.

The more he ...

A Fossil of Truth

...Dinosaur has been long forgotten
And so the truth
They are all hidden in the fossils
Of the olden days
Away from this century
Archaeologists come up with fossils
But deep hidden truth still not...

Far Shore

...when nothing else was going right
and the shadows seemed to descend on everything
I turned into a kind of nothing
a perched nothing collecting voids
a depressed archaeologist
rummaging dust f...

The Gilt Hours In-Between

...I was a busy archaeologist, who enjoyed interesting and fulfilling work,
And I was very intrigued, with the ancient sites where mystery lurked. 

My painstaking work caused me to travel, ofttimes ...

To Paint the Skies

....                           1~

She walked ~ faint footprints left behind
A maiden's journey~a silent remind
of long-ago days in deerskin dress
A shelter of skins won under duress

She walks w...

Archeology

...I am extinct, the way some pachyderms are
while others are not.
Ice fields turn to desert,
wind-straws evolve into sun hats.

An archaeologist wearing a straw hat
discovers my skull.

She cro...

The Dinosaur Ai, Part I

...I used to be an archaeologist,
and minored in paleontology,
had a job at a college and tenure,
Dr. Bascomb was what students called me.

I specialized much in the early years,
the emergence of ...

Being Different Is Not Criminal

...I got caught up in social seizure
And Everything was oblivious
Till I flipped the coin for my pleasure

My whole life was obitual 
I strived to undo the Apostrophe
But my hated normal became ha...

The Monstrous Past

...The Monstrous Past
I try to put the past to bed and tuck it up so it can’t escape
I say goodnight and creep away, but it’s always by my side.
I try not to look and hope it disappears, but it linge...

The Curse of Conquerors Past, Part I

...I write this down not knowing what to think,
or how to make sense of what I went through,
my name is Blake Jones, I was S.A.S.,
and everything that I write here is true.

This tale tells how we ...

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