Prehistoric Poems

Prehistoric Man

There are certain times in everyone's life
When we stop and sit there stunned
We meet this sweetie who blows us away
A totally unexpected someone

You find out things you never knew
Bout this person who blows your mind
A quality that's so infectious and sweet
It's head over heels defined

You're over the moon, as high as a kite
You are literally

Early Verse

before script
stories
before their histories
told in rhyme and verse
so early humans
can remember
as they wander
gathering plants
they eat
stories
seek
inspiration of land
of flora and fauna
of the song in the wind
they’ve come to know
of mating
before love
lives metered
shaping realities
of tribal minds

Stonehenge

Stonehenge sang to me.

                                   Singing stone-age ancestors.

              

Prehistoric Tableau

A steaming forest: 
pterodactyls soar,
and tall dinosaurs 
eat leaves from high trees 
as huge predators
prepare to attack.

describing a picture in a book I remember loving as a child

written 15th March for Joseph's Tableau contest

Prehistoric Man

It never ceases to amaze me
The unbelievable structures we see
A testament to 
Ancient fellows  
How they accomplished such artistry 

Postive Gifts and Hidden Treasure

First came Storm Ciara 
On Sunday the ninth of February
She caused total havoc throughout the UK
Heavy rain brought serious flooding
Her gales so strong brought buildings tumbling
Whilst on the Isle of Wight
The most southerly tip of England
Gusts of ninety seven miles per hour
Uncovered a fossil upon earth’s core
A Dinosaur footprint from a Therapod 
Who had strolled

Mertle the Turtle

There was once a Leatherback Turtle, 
Who locals named ‘Mama Mertle’,
She like all her relations was prehistoric,
Still seen today, how euphoric,
She laid many eggs in the sand,
Not in the sea, but on land,
110 per lay, 9 lays’ per season,
And for an obvious reason,
Hundreds of babies,
Some Amies, some Jamies,
Now all hatched, scurried,
Instinctively worried,
How many would make

Prehistoric Googling

Remember filing cabinets from way back when
Gals would bend down revealing their gems
Now Google's taken over
So calm own there Rover
It's the 21st century, ogling's been condemned

Prehistoric Sand

Incompetent fool
What do you think I am?
I am not just a simple grain of sand
Among millions of others

I am a grain of sand
That has its own story
I have been here
For thousands of years

I am meant to be acknowledged
I have history
Read my stories
Know my suffering

I have seen 
The beginning and the end
What have you seen?
Nothing compared

Prehistoric Winter

The cold would just as soon you didn't make it home
Till spring, when frozen bodies thaw,
Gaunt coyotes bless their stars and drag you off.

The only thing that's stirring in the crystal strath
Is deep beneath
Waiting for: 
	not yet, 
		not yet, 
			not yet...

Life is wily. 
Winter can go to hell, says life, let's take a nap.
Next year's

Prehistoric Living

https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/prehistoric-living
 
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=5VwGcl83qeo

They roamed the earth with supreme distinction
Evolution prior mass extinction
Of giant forms, dominate thy land
Exceptional findings to understand

To recover and discover, fossils of old
To reconstruct, reform the mould
Fine tools to chip, we hammer away
Extracted fossils, in rocks they lay

Science of discovery, working replica
Evidence of skin and that of feather
The Mesozoic era, before catastrophe
Continents found,

Prehistoric Pride

Temples fall when reason calls, 
But who's the one to blame?
Cities crumble, skin can bubble, 
But all in who's name?
One to rule us,  one to fool us,
One to give false hope.
One to take the life you made, and make it its own.
Not to say that hope can't change the way a person dies;
But it still

Lost In Prehistoric Times

before my soul bounced 
from castles so high to clouds so low
and before i adjusted my posture 
against the tree bark
and right before the sweat clogged my face 
and my heartbeat quickened
and before the wind caressed my sun-kissed skin
before i sent 100 letters that i swore to strangers i would never send
and before the repeats,

Prehistoric Man

There are certain times in everyone's life
When we stop and sit there stunned
We meet this sweetie who blows us away
A totally unexpected someone

You find out things you never knew
Bout this person who blows your mind
A quality that's so infectious and sweet
It's head over heels defined

You're over the moon, as high as a kite
You are literally

Prehistoric Valley

Here are the written remains of the spoken rhymes,
on the walls excavated from the soil of the times.
From a previous era of unrecorded history,
without interpretation, they remain a mystery.

An enlightening message remains entombed.
What will we read from this entity exhumed?
Is a warning from past epochs presumed?
Will it describe how the civilization was consumed?

Some papyrus has

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