nordic petroglyphs

Bjorn posted his photos of petroglyphs for poetics prompt at dVerse
(this is also a bit of a gender bender for me writing from male point-of-view)


journal entry:   7,000 B.C.

rise early, dog licks face

snow falls outside cave

wrap fur, pull on mukluks

watch woman, she clucks

adds stick to fire, stirs mash

i’m tired of meatless hash

spring melting sludge

tie husky to sledge

take down light shield

and sharpen long spear

muck, luck run-a-muck

unload twice, runners stuck

traverse miles on hunt

dog smells moose musk

track down largest bull

kill and fill sledge hull full…

shout to woman, “I’m home!”

record big catch on stone


16 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Prajakta
    Oct 20, 2015 @ 23:48:02

    Not a breathe or word wasted here! Lovely write 🙂


  2. Constance Ann Morrison
    Oct 19, 2015 @ 11:04:06

    terrific poem. time travel. freaky friday 7,000 B.C.


  3. kanzensakura
    Oct 18, 2015 @ 14:48:55

    I like the method of this – simple and very much like a man – no flourish. I’m home!!! Fun work!


  4. Abhra
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 14:57:30

    “shout to woman, “I’m home!”
    record big catch on stone”

    Ha – that’s a cool write. I like your take on the images 🙂


  5. Mary
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 13:31:17

    Ah, I think this is a pretty realistic portrayal of what they would have journaled if they did. Your poem gave us an idea of what a hard life it was.


  6. Bodhirose
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 12:41:17

    I really enjoyed your narration of the day in the life of our Nordic ancestor. I sensed some humor in it too which I liked.


  7. Grace
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 10:52:22

    I like the life of simplicity and the recording of the catch and the hunt on the stone ~

    Good one Lynn~


  8. kaykuala (@hankkaykuala)
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 09:31:59

    kill and fill sledge hull full…
    shout to woman, “I’m home!”
    record big catch on stone

    Triumphant caveman brought cheer to their loved ones – simple scenario but effectively treated lynn!



  9. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 01:18:01

    Ha, yes very much the story of catching something better than muck. Winter was often hard unless you managed to catch something,


  10. MarinaSofia
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 01:07:30

    You managed to make that sound very cavemanish – well done. By that, I mean not only the short phrases, but also that ‘thud-thud’ sound with harsh consonants and closed vowels. Meat was certainly a luxury for them. Nicely captured!


  11. katiemiafrederick
    Oct 17, 2015 @ 00:25:57

    Well.. my goodness
    Lynn it feels like
    home here you
    are again at
    the very end..
    and oh my goodness
    28 times.. this is my
    28th poem.. sure
    3 folks exclude
    me from their
    now but
    so i’m sure
    you’ll allow
    me here..
    and where does
    that circle of
    life start
    on that
    the tale
    or front..
    no need to answer..;)


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