Cave Thinking After the Apocalypse
In
a world
unfolding
a caged and rotting dawn,
after
the exodus of the calm ones,
for
those left,
their
fragile souls remaining,
deep
within the caves.
They,
clinging to stalactites,
deciding
if miracles
will
continue to inform their lives.
But
all they see is the bruise on the cantaloupe.
And
all they can do
is
use what magic they have,
to
stay alive
so,
they no longer fear their own shadows,
while
they wait for the exorcisms
and
bullet holes to heal.
Nostalgia
gives ecstatic dreams.
Is
there anything left today that can help those come true?
Stalagmites,
their
example to raise them up
and
thereafter
let
the echoes of beautiful voices
within
the cave speak for them.
Linda Imbler is a Kansas-based Pushcart Prize
and Best of the Net Nominee. Linda’s poetry and a listing of publications
can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.
When not writing, Linda is an avid reader, classical guitar player, and a
practitioner of both Yoga and Tai Chi. In addition she helps her
husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars. Linda enjoys her 200-gallon
saltwater reef tank wherein resides her almost 19 year old yellow
tang. A retired teacher, who began writing in earnest in January, 2015,
Linda believes that poetry truly adds to the beauty of the world. Much of
this beauty she feels can be found in the night sky and, on warm nights, her
telescope serves as inspiration for this belief.
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