Post-Titled Poem # 2

More letters than necessary. Fewer words than needed.

 

Post Titled Poem # 2

by Mark Pearce © 2006

 

 

From the opening, you’d never guess

The winding, cavernous space within.

The team assembled

Projecting a strange aura – of confidence, fear and excitement.

Going where few have gone before.

 

Damp and dank and creepy,

With only one light, 

The team of explorers communicate

As if they have done this a thousand times before.

Peeking around each other –

Squinting into the darkness.

Few words spoken 

As the solitary light probes nook shadows

 

Moisture.

Strange formations.

Tight spaces.

Then a rumble. Near sub-audible

From somewhere deep within.

 

The explorers look at each other.

Slightly surprised

But not scared.

No. Not scared at all. 

Just slightly amused.

 

Perhaps they’re familiar with the source of the ghostly wail.

Perhaps it will not bring down

Millions of tons of earthly wrath upon them.

Perhaps not.

 

But there is danger.

Someone could be sentenced to death here.

It could happen even to the most innocent among us.

 

As the journey ends

Someone comes to.

The adventure, seeming nothing but a dream.

 

 

 

Title: Colonoscopy

 

 

 

Reviews

[~Mary Ann~]

Reading through this piece I had a whole different journey in mind... LOL.
Oh gosh.. having been witness as part of a team for this wonderful journey as a translator , I say that you have this journey inked quite well...

I would imagine a few of those team members would like to have this piece as a gift. :p
Very well done!