Alexander Coppedge

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

The Rapids - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

You hear it! After heavy rainfall
Vigorously lunging and sliding around
In a groove it cut for itself
Rumbling and tumbling down mounts
Swiftly traveling across the surface
As it tarries upon its way
Thundering over the forest
A roaring thump sound
Bubbling moister into a tear
Under enormous pines
You can smell the blossoming flowers
Honeysuckles fragrances in the field
You can see the sun reflection
Twinkling off its surface through the trees
Crystals dancing joyously in motion
Movements of grace without a breeze
The wind gusting mist off its surface
Leaping slopes into its sea
Never, in its journey discourteous
As it rushes
Never, in its course unfriendly
While it push
Loved! Among the forest creatures
Slightly, larger then a brook


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Visions of my youth in the Carolina's woods. Serene and tranquil. I
wonder why I don't go back there. Maybe I will. It captures the struggles in life with obstacles. But illustrate the over all Supreme force command

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 9, 2013


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