Caverns Poems - Poems about Caverns

Caverns of patterns, Awaiting your return, A cliff at every turn, For you to fall and burn, Slipping into your pattern. It repeats until you discern, There's a reason for concern, Earning a new lesson, Life is in constant progression. Filling the cavern again, With every little win, Catching the pattern in motion, Slowly filling through devotion, Allowing a new path to open. One that you have chosen, A choice...

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Ten adventurers went caving in Yorkshire Dales, England in 1967. It was a gorgeous June day, so they were in terrific spirits. Four of them decided not to continue a few hours later, unsure why. The remaining six were all young healthy men. Morag Forbes, who had discontinued the adventure, returned to the site. Mossdale Caverns was underwater so she...

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We form a queue around a small million-year-old blossom, are captivated by dripping peaks of creeping continuum. Rainbow striations in bezels of stillness, then the power fails. A pitch black of nothing quashes carriage and mien. Minds shrink like dark stars, then the yellow flicker of a generator hums us back. Nervous grins, holiday shorts, maybe some a little soiled, floppy hats....

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The drop of water Natures only noise Curiosity caught her Had no other choice Hands, trembling Flashing eyes Integrity disassembling Cave, stone skies Man made, cracking pillars Holds up uneven rock The innocent are killers Ringing sound, a mocking jay mock Deeper she wades Heart pounding harder Light she evades Evil’s own martyr Led to die Born to float Dead she lie Maggot’s boat Her last day, Far from joyful Panicked disarray Remain ever loyal She won’t be...

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We form a queue around a small million-year-old blossom, are captivated by dripping peaks of creeping continuum. Rainbow striations in bezels of stillness, then the power fails. A pitch black of nothing quashes carriage and mien. Minds shrink like dark stars, then the yellow flicker of a generator hums us back. Nervous grins, holiday shorts, floppy hats. _____...

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My cavern bursts with bittersweet aura — like globose berries, a cluster of tints. The secret place — its musk, amidst the flora, a limited conquest of feet — their prints. Excitement rocks — I wade in hidden space. My helmet light — it swims above my eyes. The shadows wet, the adventurous ace. The winding walls will never brush the skies. The...

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caverns of delight glistening and inviting soon welcoming stars...

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Deep within the caverns of my mind where few imploring souls have ever wandered, there residing secrets you will find, and all the deepest thoughts I’ve ever pondered. Thoughts of happiness and love and life that wrap around my dreams within my musing; darker visions fill my thoughts with strife, the jealousies and greed my life abusing. Reveries adrift along the wind, and echoing...

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Ravenous rats in our lives Determined to nibble the nipples Stabbed by knives Cutting tenuous triples in ripples Undulating and ululating In horror At the humiliating and excruciating Error and terror Erstwhile partners and associates Commit or omit To implicate affiliates Whose remit Captures, raptures and sutures caverns Embedded deep within bowels, dowels, towels, trowels and vowels of the Earth Away from testing and truculent taverns Where felt, unleashed wrath Against...

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Antibacchic Meter Deep cave, stalactites, stalagmites adorn thy black hollows where flowstone with cave made gems lie like pearls placed by far sea oysters. White colored calcite runs grace thy walls, limestone tubes yea show here. You seem sphere alone having wetsome ever present old moistures. See thy huge chambers lie draped in a velvet lined darkness. Bright lights are wired...

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For what we harm, let peace touch not us but cast afoot deep within scarred caverns to find alas it is in this everlasting hollow that roots find life...

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CAVES AND CAVERNS Acrostic ...

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On Visiting the Luray Caverns When I was a child in my younger days My parents took me to the caverns of Luray It was a place with huge, colored stalactite forms With sharp stalagmites rising to meet the norm Jagged like icicles of mineral and clay Became objects from life we see everyday Ice cream, false teeth and organ pipes While mirror...

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Cracked crevasses miles deep Explode in thundering booms as they spread into hollow and empty rooms Replacing the chambers of a bursting heart with desolate echoing caverns Splitting what remains apart unraveling the fabric of our life at the seams We are carved by an unforgiving river fed by frigid tears and scissor-like streams Pulverized into a frozen slush of memories Suspended in our regrets and fears we...

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from the heart's caverns fly out the malicious bats your poisoned winged words Eileen...

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