That Old Traditional Continuing Unnoticed Fatal Human Error

Psychic pollution.

Ancient tribes
watching
campfire smoke,
vacuumed up
at the full Moon's
behest.

Sucked from
the night,
cave's void
sky,
by
those,
obedient,
peeped through,
star holes.

To be there,
absorbed,
in
to
a tangibly
invisible,
non-existence.

The unknown,
space around them.

There,
on the ground,
and back,
again.

Where the furthest
anyone had yet
to travel,

into
the unknown,

besieging
space,

surrounding them,

was only
as far
as anyone could
walk,

and successfully
return to tell

the others,

of that,
which yielded,
nothing

to explain,
as to,

where,
exactly,

they were.

Reviews

[alanwgraham]

Now we know everything but have learned nothing! At least our ancestors survived. Well done for a very eloquent and perceptive bit of writing.
Cheers,
Alan

[Brett Hernan]

I'm very glad to know that you've enjoyed and appreciated it, Alan.
'Enjoyed' might be a stretch, though.
Th effect of smoke is all too apparent, when you live as close to Antarctica as I do.
Thanks mate.

[John the Baptist]

I love the brevity of expression, but the question mark at the end threw me.

[Brett Hernan]

Thank you for your comment, John.
I really dig the love.
It took me 2 hours, under threat of electrocution, in the bath, to write this* and I, myself, thought that it would be a quick five to ten minute jot. It's surprising to see how unexpectedly time consuming brevity can be sometimes!
In regard to the question mark, it was simply a force of grammatically-correctly aspiring tic/habit to conclude a questioning statement with one.
It did read less blatantly without one...
OK, that's it. I'm changing it.
Technically, a question mark might have been used at the end of the statement which you posted, John.
Had you chosen to.

*(See kids? Poetry writing really is an ultra-dangerous, super cool, extreme sport.)