Cave Man

The first poet used charcoal I guess
To scratch his love for his new found lass
Onto a wall for all to see

While in his dark and dingy cave
He lifted a flint up to the rock
And scratched his love in shapes
Little could he know that you and I
In a digital age would wonder why
He didn't text and send his love
And end it with a :)
And look, no high five
Just a man with spear in hand
Chasing a boar
Thats true love
That will last forever and ever and ever and ever and ever more




Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2015-12-14 at 19:10

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Jacqui Slade
A lovely write, I really enjoyed reading it. 😊
2016-01-02


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
very enjoyable to read.
2015-12-20


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2015-12-19



How romantic that his love message can still be read millions of years later, but I must admit that in our short lives perhaps the love message sent via internet and received within seconds with its hearts and kisses can be also very effective.+++ (kisses) :)
Enjoyed your poem.
2015-12-15