Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Mind Mined Out

Old mine ruin: Taken in August 2009, Nevada, USA.
Source: Izabelha
Mind gone dry,
Mined too many times.

Rocks crumble
From inside the hill.

Nothing left to pick at
With an non-existent
Pick-axe.

Wind echoes
Through empty caverns,

Taking wisps of ideas
Leaving dry husks

In which

Only a throbbing sound
Is heard.

Abandoned.



abandoned: dumped and abandoned shopping trolley
Source: TACLUDA

27 comments:

  1. Thankfully my brain is always flowing, although I wish i could pluck some gold from it and have my wallet growing lol

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    1. You are young yet. The gold may yet appear in your wallet!

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  2. Oh. My. Goodness. I've definitely felt this! And you put it into words. Genius!

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    1. It's been a rough week. Thanks, Dianne. Many writers feel the mine has played out at times.

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  3. Lots of old mines around here too but there's always a few little gems left behind. It's a fun thing to do, looking for those few little nuggets.
    A thinking poem of which one could take their pick (pun) on the path to follow.

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    1. That was my hope.

      There are mines around here, as well. Some owners now give tours.

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  4. At my age, I can't help but feel scared and sort of sad after reading this. And that turned over grocery cart was genius as an ending. It spoke louder than words to me.

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    1. It was serendipitous to stumble onto the grocery cart. Said it all, for me as well.

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  5. What a brilliant and haunting piece. And I agree with Inger about the cart, seeing that as the ending gave me chills.

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    1. I have a post next week about some of the photographers whose work I appreciate. I love this photo!

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  6. Sometimes you laugh, sometimes it's too real to laugh about. I hope you are finding some humor in the occasional bat caves of a well- mined mind.

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    1. Oh, there are bats aplenty in that cave!

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  7. Sometimes you laugh, sometimes it's too real to laugh about. I hope you are finding some humor in the occasional bat caves of a well- mined mind.

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  8. Beautiful. Great, great work. Definitely know what you're talking about here :)

    Sarah Allen
    (From Sarah, With Joy)

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    1. The wind is still whistling, but not as much. Maybe some words will yet emerge from the depths! Thanks for your comments!

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  9. Hello human, Susan,

    Never mind
    You shall find
    A 'miner' lapse
    Perhaps
    A shaft of light
    Will see you right
    No hello Dolly
    Or any mention of you're off your trolley :)

    Pawsitive wishes,

    Penny the Jack Russell dog and modest internet superstar!

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  10. I've known that feeling. Sometimes I actually need to feel that way.

    Lee
    Wrote By Rote

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    1. Being at the bottom of a mine can be scary. But it reaffirms that I know there is a way up.

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  11. And this stunning poem proves that there are still riches within your mind...

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    1. Thanks, Sue!! It may require TNT to retrieve the riches...

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  12. It is rough when such a state occurs

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    1. I do think I wrote this on a Monday...makes sense.

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