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Cool Cave Spring
Cool cave spring on a hot summer day,
draws me close to enter and stay.
A nice shady spot to soak and rest,
but first I will give it a little test.
Clear and clean the bottom easily seen,
rocks with strange shades of brown and green.
Behind a rock something catches my eye,
a cold chill ran up my spine then down my thigh.
Time to back away and leave this spring,
I’ll not disturb this slithering thing!
At the entrance of Sauta Cave, Alabama.
Dreaming Deep and Low
Still and quiet, all I hear is my heart,
I strain to see or hear, could this be art?
A lovely painting of black in my mind,
to clear my thoughts and help unwind.
Mountains rise as water finds the cracks,
to make strange places that have no tracks.
Some are drawn to push below,
exploring where the going is slow.
Older now, I can only dream,
of wading some unknown stream.
Still others explore deep below,
taking pictures for all to show.
Water running, the tick of a clock,
or was it the sound of falling rock.
A glimmer of light, what lies ahead?
I guess its time to get out of bed!
Mud and slime will not stop a Georgia caver.
Tight crawls make a challenge that we favor.
Rain or shine, under ground it’s always good weather.
Watch for storms, take the high route, stay together.
We take nothing but pictures and leave only tracks.
Push all the leads and follow all tight cracks.
Carry plenty of light and maybe even a snack.
Bring a complete change of clothes, bag or sack.
We map as we go, but some will scoop.
At day’s end we are all ready for soup.
A Georgia caver, but TAG is more like home.
We will drive to Knoxville, Nashville, Huntsville or Rome.
Big or small, deep and long, we’ll take all!
Caving at its best winter, summer, spring and fall.
Figure 18 In memory of John Wallace 1924-1994, Georgia caver.
Posted on September 16, 2010 by Hubert
Tumbling Rock Cave
In Tumbling Rock Cave,
saltpeter works can be found
to fight those enslaved.
Small mountains of dirt,
like tables set for a meal
with sparkles of chert.
Leaching bins abound,
For gun powder in demand
fight and not be found.
Listen, you may hear,
the echo of solders gone
that dug dirt in fear.
Union solders search,
to find the caves and destroy,
catch them in a lurch.
Two huge columns stand
sparkling like diamonds when wet
like an elephant
Totem Gallery is great
formations big round.
Like Indian carvings,
all in a row for a show,
if you like caving.
Up the Kings Shower,
to enter the topless pit
gaze up the tower.
Water droplets fall,
like a snow storm in the night
looking up in awe.
Thru Suicide Crawl,
to the Asphalt Ooze of oil
stay against the wall.
The floor seems to move,
like a snake under the carpet,
as the oil migrates.
We come to admire,
Mt. Olympus of the cave
the pillar of fire.
Are You Pushing the Limit
When you tackle a job,
when you take on the mob,
do you give it your all,
or put things off till fall?
When your feeling low and not really with it,
dig up those old projects and push the limit,
listen to that inter voice that says do a little better,
get an early start and show everyone you not a quitter.
Set a goal with steps that are quite small,
take each one in stride so not to fall,
getting older brings a sort of urgency,
to finish projects dropped for other emergencies.
You will know when you have reached it,
that feeling you get when it’s correctly hit,
stand tall and proud when you succeed,
doing what others only dreamed.
Drawn to Darkness is fiction, drawn however from experiences as a child growing up in the 50’s and living in the mountains. The cave along the Piney River is real and I explored it as I played there alone. The cave in the book is totally fictitious, but so much like the many caves found in the mountains of Tennessee. This book is about exploration and adventure, about young people having fun and getting to know each other.
I have always heard that true stories are stranger than fiction. The fiction in this book is biased on parts of true stories put together for Jimmy, the main character and his friends, John, Clair, and Joann. Teenagers in a small Tennessee mountain town, growing up in an age of uncertainty and threat of nuclear war. But free to explore the world around them.