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Undiscovered Tomb of a Pharoah

Valley of the kings Romantic ideas Word spread rapidly Undiscovered tomb of a pharoah World renown archeological teams headed for Egypt Amateurs, we stood in line for almost twenty-hours before it was our turn to take a look inside. From the sunlight to the darkness, at first you go blind. You hopefully catch yourself As you find yourself falling over all of the stuff the servants Felt the Pharoah would need in the afterlife Toys, tools, everyday items, seeds, toiletries, decorative items Vast amounts of lapis, and gold are glimpsed at corners where generators are lighting lamps. The air is stale, like a death march. There is little light; but lots of angry shadows. I lost my footing twice, tripping over an embossed box. There were three sarcophagus, In this unusual tomb. A family disaster perhaps? I could barely see in here. I went back out, and gulp-breathed Gorgeous Egyptian air, relieved I had not been grabbed by a mummy.

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Date: 8/17/2019 6:27:00 PM
Caren, I like this poem. I like everything about ancient Egypt as M.L. commented. Very nice story-telling. -Richard
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 8/18/2019 7:15:00 AM
I LOVE ancient Egypt; it is my go-to-read. Thank you for stopping by, Richard.
Date: 4/5/2019 12:08:00 AM
Glad you made it out, too... just watch out for those curses! ;P hahaha
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/5/2019 7:01:00 AM
The curse is something I wanted to add, but did not dare, scaring myself softly already!
Date: 4/4/2019 7:08:00 PM
I too am fascinated by all things ancient. While their building projects stagger the imagination, they get an "F' (flunked) on human biology, and another "F" for logic. Not even mighty Aristotle was baffled by the brain's true function. Enjoyed your escape into your fantasy. / M
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 8:01:00 PM
Thank you so much my friend; I trust you are having snow-less days where you are. Any signs of spring?
Date: 4/4/2019 12:10:00 PM
Wonderful poem, Caren, another great creation.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 3:08:00 PM
Thank you Eve. I loved thinking about Ancient Egypt, it was one of my most favorite things to study when I decided at the age of 12 I could read about whatever I wanted, I did not have to only read assigned books.
Date: 4/4/2019 6:38:00 AM
I must "fav"; I love, devour all things of Ancient Egypt! Beautifully done and I am so relieved that you didn't fall victim to a mummy.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 3:08:00 PM
I am too! But it was close.
Date: 4/4/2019 5:32:00 AM
The air is stale, like a death march..... poetic march to disclose the mummy/// enjoyed
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 3:09:00 PM
It is weird to think of how stale the air would be, right?
Date: 4/4/2019 4:43:00 AM
Enjoyed reading your poem of a tourist's perspective on visiting an archeological site.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 3:09:00 PM
Thank you Dennis. It was a delight in writing this imaginary tale.
Date: 4/4/2019 1:24:00 AM
Enjoyed your write Caren, the Pharaoh's certainty got a good send off with their servants locked in the tombs with them. Tom.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 3:10:00 PM
And all of those packages of seeds, tools, toys, games, and wives, right?
Date: 4/3/2019 10:42:00 PM
The Chicago museum has a fairly decent mock up of an Egyptian tomb. That's as close as I've got to the real thing.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/4/2019 3:11:00 PM
I love the Field of Natural History Museum in Chicago, and I especially love this part of it! But this may be close enough, David.

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