Excavating Poems - Poems about Excavating

Miracle

...My cell phone rings, and my watch display shows that it’s my mother calling. 
I press the connect button on my steering wheel and immediately my Mums weak Scottish lilted voice fills the cabin of my...

Happiness And More

...Nothing is happier than knowing our existence
We are born with a purpose
Life isn't here for nothing
Life is shared like a leaven bread.

Nothing is happier than knowing the right person
Knowin...

The Calling

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       In fields of burnished gold, 
the sun dips low like a projected dream horizon. 
A gentle glow of breath that-glimmers 
of hope's holy word,
uttered in reminder in the darkest hour.
...

A gem worthy of a crown

...Happiness is easily found in a multitude of the sweetest components 
Grateful for you, often swept from the feats, of our hours, sharring meaningful moments 
Your citrines comprised burning...

Some Kind of Metaphor

...We were not doing well,
the chipmunk was excavating our front step,
nibbling away at our foundations.
The chipmuck was a metaphor.

The garden peach tree developed a blight,
the fruit rotted on...

COLOURFUL LAMENT

...COLOURFUL LAMENT

I combed cool waters of your 
baby blue crystalline Jewel as you 
waded waterfall waves washing 
my stellar rainbow rays 
Arching it melted into the warm 
womb of transducing...

Virgin Heart

...Beyond the boundaries of those forged laughs ,
They were the descendants of Satan 
Hiding their insanity were their purple scarfs.
Carving her feelings with pain as if it was a game of chess.

B...

Taking Down Trees

...Between two houses on my street,
There is a plot of land 
Where many trees have towered,
Just as Nature must have planned.

But ribbons tied around the trunks
Appeared out of the blue
And now ...

Windmills

...He was withdrawing;
inside his eyes he cleaned the glass of his spectacles
they were worn thin now and only looked inward.

Nuclear weapons were threatening
the circuitry of a million neurons,
...

The Ballad of Sandcastle Jane

...

     This is the Ballad of Sandcastle Jane
     Who went to the seaside in the pouring rain
     Where she built sandcastles on the seashore
     At first there was one, then there were more.
...

Gardening Happy Health

...My round white anti-depressants
were trying their faithful best
to listen to my ecofeminist 
wise old woman
gardening neighbor,
pulling aggressive weeds

Sharing with me
her morning meditatio...

Aftershocks 11

...Francie ran to check on Donny as soon as the shaking stopped.He was curled on his side so deep in sleep he had slept right through it all.She scooped him up resolving they would not chance
separatio...

The Old Tooth Stump

...It crumbled altogether,
yet its black root dug itself yet deeper.
Perhaps I had been grinding
nocturnal jaws together -
excavating bone.

A tender spike remains
above the gum,
it pulls at the...

Love Life

...As I look and listen,
human lives explore individual purposes,
like making breakfast,
as divine love engages co-relational meaning,
like preparing nurturing gifts
of sacred EarthTribal communion...

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 ...

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