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    dots Submission Name: as a belly of the beastdots
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    Author: pioneerheart
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       Comparing my trip to sequoia in a limestone cave, to the feeling of ants inside my lungs, I'm sick.


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    Lungs filled, filia as stalagtite, limestone caverns
    Wind that haunts and travels, as the curious explore

    It strikes the intricate mind of mine
    Perhaps, the things i've touched have set design

    Yet, listen...
    Darkness glistens
    Lights bounce off the calcite drops
    No, it's not

    It is from the curious
    Their flashlights, where the awe opens us
    Here you know, it will soon be over

    See, take in, the sight
    Thus, the guide leads to the center of this chamber

    Here all huddle, I glance,
    And, hear these blue echoes
    While a giant breathes
    Are we inside the belly of a beast?

    We're instructed not to touch
    For moisture drops move alive
    It hard to breathe, I'm still alive

    The guide requests," please,turn off lights"

    Stone, picollo sounds and mist ,blue
    resonates,
    I turn around...
    It so locks down,
    gray,cold ground

    I'm the giant, underground!
    Do not touch my lungs!
    Your oils will kill my life
    and stop my beating, dying fate

    Turn on the lights!
    I cannot wait!
    These fears inside this glorious, cave

    No hand can see in front, the blackest ,black
    Wheeze, with tired ribs from last night's hack
    It hurts to leave and breathe

    Both worlds in time are one
    A sleeping giant and once





    Submitted on 2012-05-03 05:07:41     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is a very nice read. I always liked to explore caves when I was young. Back then it was a matter of candles and crawl, watching dark shadows scamper away at the edge of the light. Internalizing this makes good sense.
    | Posted on 2012-05-04 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      I was familiar with some limestone caves when I was a kid, and this poem takes me right back! Must be a good poem.

    I like the sustained play with a single metaphor, during which I never started feeling the "beast" was flesh and not drip-slimed rock. That's a good trick. It takes us a long way away, all through the living Earth, with mineral ecology remaining the wild mystery that it really is!
    | Posted on 2012-05-04 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]


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