Those Days.
Quiet gloom descends
as we too downward must stoop
mid ranks of huge rock
tusk-etched and damply oozing.
No mod-cons here could we see..
First glimpse of our trip
into KInver cave-homes famed
with bone-thirsty digs
as first explorers found tombs
in cavernous back rooms
adorned with revered remains.
No comfort here could we see..
Eyes glaze at the sight
of cavemen\'s stalactite world
rife with sheer danger,
dark places in which to hide
from life\'s daily growls
underground spaces turned
into valued havens.
No b & b here could we see.
Airless we gasp before guided
back from cave fantasy
where ancient sounds curdle
more than timid unease
until outside again we gladly
let those days recede.
No welcome here could we see.