Alexander Coppedge

Rookie - 79 Points (June 25,1954 / Warrenton, North Carolina)

The Thought Of I - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

I mounted up dreams
with towering ambitions,
I in my hopes,
filling those desired claims.
I was going to try
accomplishing them all,
aims to be more,
a more than others believed.
I earned high honors
in early school efforts.
I came to learn honors
were worthless schemes.
I studied before
awakening of this awareness
hard and long,
I did this faithfully,
because I believed.
I learnt of others aims for me.
I knew some of those aims were strange.
I refused their tranquilizing enticed ways.
I had many offers,
gestures presented to me,
denying those welcoming doors.
I would not be a sheep trapped.
I wouldn't compromise righteous equation,
placing myself in false comforts,
partaking of opportunities bestowed.
I would not feed the Beast hunger.
I found out in my quest
life have standards,
sadly in some views,
I held no claim of them.
I in their views was here to serve them.
I to them was simply poor.
I in held views
needing to be feed
a higher gleam.
I ventured without them life rough rigid course
enduring trial I had to go.
I went down lonely silent alleys
walked city darken streets
lived in the heart of ghettos.
I went to schools of higher learning
taught and came to realize,
I in short learnt
I lacked a lot,
I am just a fool and must be taught.
I learnt thoughts of the current time
worked as a laborer in steel
lived humble as a common dude.
I inside my thoughts
knew I would die,
I instead stood,
high and tall on shoulders of giants.
I stayed tiny
among my brethren,
who thought tall,
assuming myself lower than grass.
I wiped my hands
across the blue lit sky,
I knew where,
in the existence I was.
I ran into small holes as a rat
laughed
inside a star gleaming
out of the darkness.
I stuttered until my tongue bleed
walked distant lives
a man in silent wilderness.
I witnessed members current in life and those dead.
I heard past ancestors
anger in the thunder,
having thought of shelter but,
seeing no where to hide.
I see light
with sudden flash
among stormy clouds.
I have seen heights passing mountains valley sides.
I cried into hell
bottomless pit
filled with despairs.
I found within its walls,
lost souls,
trapped inside.
I crossed hell river
current waves of endless lies,
I came out,
holding huge sack of truths
so wise.
I come
to end in full circle
all my journeys tried.
I knowing
no more about myself:
than,
I.

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Form: Prose Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Trials and conflicts in the mind Absorbed by ones conditions limits ones efforts to try Ignorance of those factors give space for escape
I'm still laughing inside that star into the darkness The fun side I mounted, I went, I stood, I laughed, I walked, I heard, I cried, I crossed and I come

Comments about The Thought Of I by Alexander Coppedge

  • Gold Star - 67,810 Points Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (7/10/2013 9:07:00 PM)

    Learnt the thoughts of the time.. that is biggest and succesul key, nice thought...10 (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (6/22/2013 8:55:00 PM)

    A poem as per note you tagged trials and conflicts in mind beautifully you brought out/Ran into small holes as a rat, I laughed inside a star gleaming out of the darkness, And stuttered until my tongued bleed /and crossed hell’s river waves of endless lies, Came out with a huge bags of truth, so wise, come to end full circle all journeys tried, Knowing no more then I A deserving poem worth reading and commenting Thank you, you write with the tinge of Lord Love you Alexander Coppedge You dwells on my heart (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 25, 2015


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