Nomad Poem by Nathan Coppedge

Nomad

Rating: 4.0


A song for every avenue?
A desert where the rain-cloud comes
A parched land where no needle hides
A harsh land where seeds are buried

And nomad goes.

By harsh lands where no needle hides
By rusty ocean-sides
By cleft mountainsides
By moon-sunk moon

By, no nomad goes

Catch the sunken moon
Catch the ocean-splutter
Catch the hidden seeds
Catch my lilted song

“Catch! ” no nomad goes

Ditch my crestfallen song
Ditch the rusty desert-dunes
Ditch the seeds where no rain comes
Ditch the parched land where seeds are buried

“Ditch”: no nomad goes

Empty crestfallen sea
Empty phantom ships
Empty windswept seeds
Empty moonstruck moon

Empty, no nomad goes

For my desert of rain-clouds
Catches the sunken moon
In song for every avenue
By harsh desert words

Where? - no nomad goes.

6/05

Saturday, March 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humor
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired directly or indirectly by the Dodge Poetry Festival (2000) .
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 29 December 2015

Catch the sunken moon Catch the ocean-splutter Catch the hidden seeds Catch my lilted song “Catch! ” no nomad goes........ catch the sunken moon, wonderful imagery. words. expressions. thank you dear poet. tony

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Bill O'bier 23 December 2015

Enjoyed all I read! ! ! Thanks Bill OBier

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Nathan Coppedge 01 June 2014

Thank you, Michelle. I will read your poems.

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Michelle Claus 01 June 2014

This poem is like a puzzle. Your A - F form is rather whimsical, but the tone of the poem is serious, maybe even grave. Reworking the syntax and word-phrasing throughout also adds interest. Overall, I'm left with a sense of void, not in a sad way but in the Existential way. Yet, it offers *a song for every avenue.* Nice poem. Perhaps you'd enjoy my poems Divorcing Ego and An Attitude of Ending.

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Gajanan Mishra 22 March 2014

catching sunken moon, very fine..

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