Archeology Poems - Poems about Archeology

How is it we are drawn towards the better angels in our minds, the ones that lift and help us drift beyond our space and time? What causes us to question who we are and whence we came; the reason for existence writ large, from stars to drops of rain? Who was the first man, woman, child to shift their...

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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 crouches down, sweeps a small brush over my partly exposed dome. I like her fingers. they cup, and they measure, they feel the weight of things dispersed, they honor what remains. The dimpled flesh over...

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I Salvation is the first freedom of humanity "*****Sapiens," self-defined, "Wise Man" from Africa, Olduvai Gorge, the Rift Valley, experts say Research especially why we are special: conundrum - Every BOOK (& Bible) said we are SPECIAL, mutes (The Academy) II Let us not give too much to religion, nor too less It has been a way to bind people, to overcome...

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No cares about relativism, just truth, Where was that bone by ratio, this? No dares without brothers of youth, Similar, they smile the sun to dismiss. Why do they glint in the sun with youth, These bones, similarly, land at this? Why do they glint in the sun with youth, Similarly, although unscathed by this? No freedom without tight freight delight, Robust rationale to...

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Millennia of stories in Earth’s archives; tales told of every species. Text book of life, bone history class, is always in session. ...

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Sphinx Sits on Burning sands Sunning herself In the noonday sun She needs no chaise She is a Bedrock Sphinx....

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Perceptions of a ragged space, all that was left by the human race, there's not a lot left to see at all, as their carelessness was seldom small. Let's dig around in that frazzled ground, for that's where there's bound to be, some signs of dodgy chemistry or maybe just a little radiation, the sort that killed another nation, though they said it wasn't...

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Dig Down Deep Carefully Unearth Artifacts Will Speak Words of Worth With Pick and Shovel And Papyrus If Block and Rubble, Gently Brush Treasures Buried Deep In Soul Heart-Stone Quarry Hold Hidden Scrolls To Royal Edicts Read and Call Hieroglyphics On High Walls In Expeditions To Exposé Show Gold Emotions In Glass Display From Pyramids In Sealed Mystery So The Poet Did … … Archeology To Preserve Words of Antiquity So That You Heard and Shared, Discovery …...

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