Alexander Coppedge

Rookie - 75 Points (June 25,1954 / Warrenton, North Carolina)

I Do - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

I do a dance while I am writing
Me creating steps through my written words
My pen becomes a magical wand to me
Tap here and slap there
My love is for written concepts
Concepts in ideals giving me growth and insights
Thoughts I expressed in black ink with wisdom
My fortune of poems and their unserved delights
Its my planted tree filled with many treasures
Hopes I cherished and loved with endless aims
My driven dreams and ambitions
My gushing forth glacier which flow within me
My stream inside has tiny soft things to float
My waters sheilding high obtain happiness
Numerous personal emotions
Sad meaningless ideas and votes
Vault contains my many hidden secrets
My priceless goals and countless links to all my notes
Flea portion of a free reasoning
Fortress holding my arms: my shovel, water and rake
Tools I use to perform my thoughts
I do by drawn pen
Weapons to create they are to me
I compose because I have snares
Leaves near by me have fallen
Wind reply to leaf event, this thought
Hold misgivings about the leaves
In spring they will return

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Form: Prose Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My storage of written treasures and their delights

Comments about I Do by Alexander Coppedge

  • Freshman - 537 Points Mohabeer Beeharry (8/26/2013 8:47:00 AM)

    To write and to write with a message and a purpose is the greatness of a poet.
    There are both here. Congrats.i like it very much.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 18, 2015


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