Alexander Coppedge

Rookie - 403 Points (June 25,1954 / Warrenton, North Carolina)

The Jungle - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

As the ball descend downward
Dark shadow contact the land
Crying panic set all over the forest
A silent chill of on coming night
I soar high above the confusion
Over the jungle and its maze
Seeing my enemies in their final positions
Where they settle?
How they lay?
I swirl down towards the foliage
The green forest and its gaze
It's awaiting teeth hidden in impending darkness
Swift cast shadows in evening haze
We who live here know the terror
Screaming violence and blurred sways
Vicious attacks and its unanswered murder
Each individual conquest by pure rage

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Form: Prose Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Note. Games of survival:
Vision of myself as a bird in the jungle: made me feel home in hell. A mind perception.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 22, 2016


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