Mined Poems - Poems about Mined

I've met lots of people in my life Most have just passed through But not one person who I've met Was anything like you We haven't even combed the mine Of what you and I could do If us together, ores refined Became one mind from two...

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Reducing a book down to one chapter Reducing that chapter to a paragraph honed Reducing that paragraph to one lasting sentence Reducing that sentence to a word — truth atoned (Dreamsleep: July, 2024) ...

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Your worst nightmare, crawling inside you fears are mined; Your worst nightmare, eyes move left and right and just stare; A hard swallow and it’s refined, too edgy to ever unwind; Your worst nightmare....

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Minds creep past words laid trap-like on waving signs “Look at me” they shout “but not too long”. “Do not change your facial expression as that could be a micro aggression”. Under no circumstance should conversation be attempted for that would require an opening of the minds an evaluation of the shouting signs. A consideration of their intent and how that relates to their meaning. Passing minds look away shield their thoughts stare into empty...

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It seems our phone was on the blink With a plumber under the sink It seems the drip Splashed on her slip So she wondered what I might think . . . ....

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Surrounded by the Bay of Conception Bell Island anchored for miles perception Deep deep under the mine that was drudged Remnants of rail blind horses that tugged Not the mainland but off Canada's shore The iron ore mines that are no more Deep in the ground of old Newfoundland To far the ore that made it grand No longer the mine that...

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Surprise ties to realization binds me to lies and the truth of who I am and where I've been. The slim chance that I might be is whimsicle at best but the rest of the story is told in storey by storey by molding life into what makes sense. Intense. I can't blend the cold...

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