to the woolly mammoth
64
.
i heard they're digging gold in the Yukon
hosing down permafrost
hoping for nuggets
but not tusks
it's not legal to trade ivory
good news for you, if only...
i envy your shaggy coat, i honestly do
i could use some warmth
people's heart are cold
most definitely
colder than their lies, maybe
even colder than death itself
did you come to know creatures
that I remind you of ?
those with fire
and spears
like the sabertooth only
that they hunted their own?
you make me think of immortality
and the great Bering Sea
if i were as big as you
would i also
transcend the ages and
drift in timeless romance?
i hope the ice that remains would
forget to thaw and make
me a distant memory
but then again
to pass where you treaded
would be a sweet walk home
.
are you now sleeping, nestled
beneath where they roll dice?
maybe. perhaps dreaming of
dinosaurs on this same night
when the crimson moon still
would not reveal the secrets
it hid thousands of years ago
.
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There is so much to commend here, but this especially struck me: "that they hunted their own?" We always forget that and it really is quite remarkable. We hunt our own still. Nice!
Beautiful---loved the deep meaning of it. Never stop writing Cris.
I love your poetry! I can't say I always know what you mean, but it always makes me feel something. This makes me wistful. :D
advisor
I agree. It's a very sad fact.Thanks for dropping by. The pics were products of PhotoShop.
Hey Chris
Indeed and it's very tragic. It seems we never learn. I guess it's human nature.
Miss Ginn
Thanks for the kind words. Oh I won't stop - like you, nothing can make me! Ha! :D
k@ri
But it's the way to go, I think. With poetry it's what you make of it and sometimes the author's "message" is incidental. Thanks for dropping by :D
Very interesting, the gold, the extinct, the cold hearted. Worth a few reads. Nice!
You encourage thoughts and emotions I never dream of! To wonder of thoughts of creatures long passed, with emotions carried into my life:
"i envy your shaggy coat, i honestly doi could use some warmthpeople's heart are coldmost definitely colder than their lies, maybe even colder than death itself"
Thank you Cris!
NT
Glad you like it. Thanks for reading and commenting :D
Candie
The inspiration sprung from watching those BBC docus about the ice age. And here it is in words. Thanks for the kind words. They're appreciated :D
You do inspire me in ways you will never understand, my friend!
Candi
Perhaps I won't. Ever. But I find solace in the thought that at least I can read what those inspirations compel you to write. That's good enough for me :D
This is beautiful and sad. You have a lovely measured way of sizing up a phrase and making it work in a poem --neat.
Imagine such huge creatures around today. Lovely wistful poem
This is a favorite now. Second favorite. Excellent tribute to such an emense and wonderful beast. Such careful lines here. And I don't know if this was purposeful or not, but the last stanza was like the bottom of its leg in shape, (or maybe the end of it's trunk now), or maybe I'm imagining because I want to. Your graphics are gorgeous. That top one really strikes me, and the tusk looks weathered by snow.
Very nice, Cris. Love the imagery and the idea of "...drifting in timeless romance"
Hi Cris,
....when the crimson moon still would not reveal the secrets it hid thousands of years ago....I really love these lines that are especially enhanced byyour moving photo of the crimson moon above the woolly mammoth, the steel and glass and
cement mammoth and the the ocean - the mammoth of them all. As always, something to
make me disrupt my rush work on a Sunday and think!
Teresa
I just can't seem to do away with form. Maybe next time. Thanks for dropping by :D
ethel
As longas they don't have wings, it's fine by me!
Frieda
I would like to say it was intended but it's not. And now that you mentioned it... Ah yes, and I thank PhotoShop again!
alex
thanks, glad you liked this. and romance connotes many things and sometimes not just good things.
Hey france
It's so nice to hear from you. Yeah, maybe the moon would prove to be one of the many things that man would not have power over with.
working on a Sunday?! Take a rest, woman! What good can you be when you're dead tired?! LOL thanks for making the time for this :D
Now I just have to go watch Ice Age 3! :)
Oh right. I'll make sure to catch it, too! Thanks for dropping a line FP :D
Strange topic for a poem, but very clever, something only you can do! I bow down before you, oh Hubpages Poet Laureate!
Sometimes one can find gold that is more than gold. Methinks this wonderful prose is more that meets the eye. It's not about the Wooly Mammoth at all. I do think I know. ;-)
Yes, I too liked that bit about hunting their own. Someone said- man is the only animal that bites the hand that feeds it...hmmm
love your poetry Cris.
cindy
Thanks for the props for my cleverness! I've always wanted to be clever! LOL Thanks for the flattery, with me it gets you everywhere! :D
C.
True that, about finding what you don't expect to find. Then what is it about? Ah but you know what you know.
diana
It's human nature I think. Sometimes, we tend to overuse our free will. Thanks for dropping by :D
Absolutely wonderful Cris. You never cease to amaze me.
You Hi-jacked my theme!! :)...just kidding Chris, I had no plans to do the Mammoth. There are only a few more first person poems I have planned on my animal theme and then I'll persue the fantasy theme I have been toying with. Well done as always my friend.
Cris - I feel very wistful. As though I missed something, somehow. As though someone whispered something that I didn't quite catch :)
*sighs* I need another coffee.
hi how are you, that was very deep and meaningful, nice poem xx
Nice Cris. Thanks for making me think.
TM
Thanks for the kind words. And I hope I never will.
trooper
LOL Did I now? Wow that sounds cool. I will look forward to reading those. Thanks for dropping by.
FD
Now why is that. Frogs survived the ice age. And yeah, sometimes coffee makes me hear things! LOL thanks for hopping over.
Brenda
Hello my friend. I'm okay. Still not a hundred percent but more visible than of late. Thanks.
RB
Good thoughts I hope. Thanks for dropping by :D
Cris, I cannot help but think that there is another, deeper meaning to this poem. I enjoyed it very much! I do hope you are getting along well with your home after the storm. It is nice to know that you still have the beauty of your words within you. That is something that cannot be blown away!
sandy
ascribing meaning to anything is a personal choice. i would tell you what this poem means but that would be like robbing you of your choice and make th poetry pointless.
i'm a little swamped with work but I can manage to eke out time for hubbing. Again, thanks for the kind words :D
I can see why you are feeling so "animalistic". Thank you for posting yet another piece of your magic.
Cris, I agree, totally. Your words are never pointless. Thanks for taking time out to respond and writing here on the hub, take care.
PM
LOL yeah I remember telling you that in one of your hubs. And a little magic is needed in times like this. Thanks again.
sandy
but of course you do, we're two of the same kind so.... And so are your words my friend. And thanks for always reading!
PS I hope school's all fine and dandy :D
...strumming the strains of a subconscious sadness, Cris? As always, you're a perfectionist where visuals and wordcraft are concerned - you just make the rest of us strive to be better!
And congrats - just noticed you've hit 600 fans!
How appealing and rough! Good one Cris :)
Shalini
Maybe I am. Ah no, I'm just doing what I love doing but if you say so... LOL
Right, I have 600 fans! Thanks for noticing :D
shamel
Thanks for reading and dropping a line, as always :D
i don't know but the poem made me sad.. it has such yearning for the things that were lost..
The things we've lost.... thanks for reading and commenting :D
Very touching Cris, people's hearts are so cold, good thing there are a few of us left who have not yet iced over. :)
My hair and beard are getting so out of control I'm afraid of being confused with a wooly mammoth myself...good there are not any Neolithic hunters around....still...I'm keeping a look out. ;)
Karma
Or not yet anyway! Haha but i'm hopeful. Thanks for reading.
Woody
LOL a beard is fine just as long as you don't grow tusks! Thanks for dropping by :D
My pleasure and honour dear.
Went to see ice age three today and the story was about a woolLy mammoth, and I was thinking about you, and this poem, how sad am ??????
shamel - thanks
Brenda - oh i have yet to see that movie. why thank you for thinking of me :D
How are ya doin' lovely?
Suweet! LOL Okay I guess :D
Just wanted to check up on ya! Good to know that yer doin' well lovely. I will be around ... not much but a li'l I guess...
TC
Damn Cris you are so good you can write about any topic and make it amazing. Omg is that u in the pic, you are such a spunk, you have that thing going on, oh boy you need to flaunt what your Momma gave u. xo
We should do a calendar you know, earn some big bucks ROFL for XMAs.
RE
A li'l goes a long way. Thanks and you take care, too.
BP
Yep that's my face the last time I checked! LOL I think you hit something there with the calendar.... hmm :D
You can start it off with January.....April...mm...I could perhaps be a bunny......see all possibilities.......we could be peeping out from things like in that hot shot of u here, boy oh boy just have to think of a name for it.
BP
LOL that sounds wonderful. I'll think more about it. And maybe you should do the men while I'll do the ahem calendar girls! Thanks for the idea, it's very much appreciated. And and AND I hope you've had a hassle-free day! :D
Such lovely heartfelt words. I would love to see a whooly mammoth, what magnificent creatures they must have been!
Dolores
They truly are - based on what Ive seen on the BBC docus I've seen. Glad you liked this. Thanks :D
advisor4qb says:
4 months ago
The hearts of animals are always truer than that of humans.
Nice hub. Cool picture.