CAVES
Doors to the underground
homes of ancient ancestors
man and beast
entrances to mother earth
inviting yet foreboding
caves draw us in
to explore
to challenge our senses
we enter with anticipation
drawn in by curiosity
a sense of wonder
a taste of dread
deeper deeper
feeling along limestone walls
hearing echos
the slow drip of water
shadows
eerie noises
our eyes trying to adjust
our imaginations running wild
here are the ghosts
of the primeval earth
we see who we are
in the dark.
keith jeffries
Tue 11th Feb 2020 14:48
d.k.,
One of your best poems to date. Profound in thought and well composed.
Keith