Cavemen Poems - Poems about Cavemen

...the puddles of a storm in a wilderness of lies ~ I wonder, did cavemen ever see themselves as you or I can... stumbling upon a still pond, a prehistoric boudoir where reflections are someo......

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...I saw them moving from place to place, looking for a brand new face But nothing could click for they were way out of line from the distance embedded in the skies and the stars were moving in a strai......

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...O some day to come, it may be that time will bury my memory deep as the hidden sleep of those who lie in some forgotten churchyard; but my judgment is that the future holds for me a fadeless crown ......

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... In the midst of all the turmoil in the world A simple reconnect with the past Can make the crap that we constantly hear Seems so unimportant real fast So unimportant in the overall sc......

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...I feel nothing but estrangement, Trapped in a phase as a cavemen. Wandering in search of reality, Came back with a fraction of sanity. A peculiar girl with enormous dreams, Extravagant zeal to......

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...It was just a silhouette but it reminds me why I left the spirit box closed I felt as though the hand I was holding Was yours and not my own In my want to believe But reality hit me like a train......

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.... They lived in caves As hunter gatherers Nomads Even worse Primitive Primate Under evolved humans As per modern historians Stone Age Cave Dwellers Barely ab......

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...Where'd all the pretty words go Phrases in the millions Now all we use are acronyms They're must be about kajillion Sure time is fast approaching We won't have need for words Only sp......

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...It was late in the balmy springtime, and I was attending a lecture, On a topic of great interest, which was the history of architecture. As a great lover of beauty, I admired structural geometric......

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...I can remember as a kid a toy that was popular, that I had called trolls They were funny little cavemen with colorful hair and eyes the glowed It was the fad to collect them all and to trim and sha......

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...Take a deep breath, Then let it out. Where does it go? Do you know? Does it die when you sigh? Does it mingle with others? those of your sisters and brothers? Is it the very breathe of God, T......

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...Long ago upon the shore, the last remaining Stegosaur A chill wind blew where ferns once used to sway And this may not be topical, but dinosaurs were tropical Yet now the sky was overcast and grey......

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...What makes a word? Who made each word? Someone had to, right? It may have been Adam and Eve. Or perhaps they sat around staring at apples and fig leaves. Maybe they hummed, and marched and san......

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...Cavemen carved stones into tribal wars mans battle curse Men will kill over the color of a flag old ways must be lowered to half mast United Kingdoms morphed into today's democracies wh......

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...Ugg and Ogg, on a rock they sat. The pair were in hiding from the sabred cat. They had hunted for a whole week long. But, recently it had all gone wrong. The ladies were waiting in their cav......

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