wooly mammoth

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That terrible, stupid thing you did
is lodged in the past
as intractable as a wooly mammoth
Frozen beneath the tundra surface,
and roughly the same size.

The future is haze and mist;
the present is fluid.
But the past is solid ice
as hopeless as those wandering comets
orbiting nothing.

You dream of a way to dig up that mistake.
Scientists, too, are busy at work --
Looking to melt that clear, mocking lock.
Should they ever succeed, seek high ground:
You, me, all of us, will drown in the flood.

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ReltneReltneover 18 years ago
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A solid 5.

This is one of your best poems, because it says something and is thus complete. It delivers your thoughts in crystal clear images that also convey deep emotion. Here you also display a talent for fresh metaphors and phrasing.

(Only "mocking lock" bothers me a little bit.)

Well done!

flyguy69flyguy69almost 19 years ago
Strong, simple poem

Very clear metaphor, though I was puzzled about the role of the "scientists"-- are they aspects of yourselves, seeking resolution?

My Erotic TaleMy Erotic Talealmost 19 years ago
mentioned

your poem was mentioned on the thread

"New Poems Reviews"

thanks for the journey

My Erotic TailMy Erotic Tailalmost 19 years ago
blackberry pickin

is like fear pickin, it's the location but still stings <grin>

My Erotic TailMy Erotic Tailalmost 19 years ago
blackberry pickin

is like fear pickin, it's the location but still stings <grin>

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