The tunnel beckons,
entices the miner
into its darkness.
Within a few feet the darkness is intense,
He looks back at the adit.
Light glares outside
a denied entry
He turns on his helmet lamp,
the thin search of light moving,
over the inky deepness ahead of him.
He walks cautiously.
Sturdy supports at intervals
hold the walls, the roof, the earth
Gold, copper, precious…….
What did the miners of the past seek –
Wealth or escape?
The world does not mine with a man
But waits in the light
For the hidden treasure to be found
A man can hide in the timeless darkness
Seeking the illusive veins
of earthen bloodlines.
Danger walks with the miner
unless he pays homage; respects the depths.
Unless he understands and accepts
he is no longer in the arms
About the author: Sue Maynes
Lives in country New South Wales
Has an amazing family
Runs a facebook group The Commonwealth of Australia
Writes a huge amount of factual legal documentation for that group
Creates Paper Portraits
Has one writing award under her belt – the CWA of NSW Garry Prize for an Essay.
Is very new to fictional writing, currently testing all the Flash Fiction genres.
Is extremely new to poetry, having only discovered the New York School on the 24th November 2018.
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