Best Excavation Poems

Children as young as three years old,
    Killed for not doing as they’re told,
    Forced to forget their culture...

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                        In...

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Our first date
        to bridge a poker-face divide
        conversation with a...

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Ensure you allude to all that has been recorded.
Every creature that has lived inside the rocks.
A long-forgotten former planet has appeared.
Awareness arises as we break...

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I walk along the old familiar path in the wood of my childhood -
the place that I willingly abandoned  
for the lure of new...

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I never got why you always
Ate the red pink color out 
The Sherbet ice cream

It was like excavation
How you removed all the cherry
Without even affecting...

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Two thousand years, a tragedy is past
Yet it's history still leaves us aghast.

On a night, dreadfully dark
A  volcano erupted, leaving it's historical mark

Mount Vesuvius...

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painted desert lay before them
hills with rings of gold and amber clay
few plants, scarce water
just a coyote or roadrunner

on horseback they rode
dreaming of hidden gold
saddlebags...

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Jog at skybridge
Dusk descends swiftly;
Deep darkness sums


Side by side we
Stride brisk and fast;
Stop clock moments


A neighbour smiles
Mobile cellphone chat;
Our feet speed away


Evening echoes
Cicada serenade;
Hazy ambience...

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THE CRADLE OF MANKIND.
 
The archaeologists of this era 
Were about to excitedly find
The Cradle of Mankind
Where the origins of humankind
Had been found, the news...

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April sobbed, answers
rained, blooming pastel flowers
eight delightful months.

Our earth wake up
to celebration of life
renewed with duties.

Let there be peace
no plucking
of one's persona.

Soup garden does bloom
variegated...

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Good King Wenceslas again
On the feast of Stephen
Saw the snow spread white and plain
Deep and crisp and even.
Afar a snowy hump in sight
Attracted his attention
Could...

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Holograms and hieroglyphs

The whole weighs heavily
touched caressed lightly 
brushed on feather canvass
granite marble marvellous papyrus 
innocence rejuvenated
partial and impartial

Chiselled in and out
of comprehension angled
layered facets...

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Shallow Graves 2
Written: By Tom Wright
2/20/2006

Our fondest memories lie in shallow graves,
Those unpleasant things we’ve interred deep.
To Satan’s excavation we’re oft made as slaves,
Preferring they’d...

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I sit and wonder where the line 
is drawn when one say enough!,
And i could do nothing but 
laugh.
Excuse me, for my untimely 
sense of...

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