cavernous musings

Dora at dVerse suggests we explore liminal spaces…

photo by lynn

“In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between them, there are doors.” -William Blake


shadows, jagged and toothy
hang from limestone gums
as sharp stalagmites reach
up from dark jaws of chaos.

what hideousness in pit of
earth’s bowels? a creature
vicious as vampire bat or
loathsome as cave troll?

dare strap on headlamp
to crawl through dampest
fears? discover passage
into fiery lake of magma?

only blind fish and dank
bacteria can exist in space
lost to the conscious world,
bathed in eternal twilight.

trolling for squeals

 

“Grandma, you be the troll!”

Playing with
granddaughters
by swingset; two are
swinging, one is climbing
up ladder to slide.

I take my place
under slide platform
and patiently wait
for little “billy goat”
to walk above me;

“Who’s that tripping over my bridge?”

 


Linking to dVerse poets where Frank hosts a quadrille prompt on word “troll”.