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

Oct 19, 2015 @ 11:04:06
terrific poem. time travel. freaky friday 7,000 B.C.
Oct 19, 2015 @ 11:24:43
Yea, freaky friday 🙂
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!
Oct 18, 2015 @ 15:00:39
Yes…it was fun to write 🙂
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 🙂
Oct 17, 2015 @ 15:53:16
Thanks, Abhra – glad you liked it!
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.
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.
Oct 17, 2015 @ 14:27:46
Thanks for your comment 🙂
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~
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!
Hank
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,
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!
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
homeroom
now but
you
homeschool..
so i’m sure
you’ll allow
me here..
and where does
that circle of
life start
on that
‘caveman’..
the tale
or front..
rhetorical
question
no need to answer..;)