After He Found The Right One Poem by Donal Mahoney

After He Found The Right One



A spelunker he was
from adolescence on.
An outdoorsman

with the best equipment
exploring caves
one after another

shining a big flashlight
as he weaved among the
stalactites and stalagmites

saying he would never
explore another cave
once he found the right one.

He found that cave at forty,
sold his flashlight,
married and settled down.

Sunday, July 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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