A Song Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

A Song



My kin folks beaks, sing out, words inform see a wing up, it's welcoming me, suggests a view, end said fact, to sting: revealed ideal: its clever point.

Notes spoken, touch my mind walls, seed new thoughts, hit view points, blow, sow fresh reports upgrading; strengthen deposits: below sprouts.

Pals, swirling on top toes tips, dance one team helpers, liken clowns flips, turns they do, flashes of vivid colors; it's by hips done with a twist: funny.

Their feet spread, moving hop high, to land pop sounded, thunders, as a joyously mated family, beheld a bop, in taps: it is seeding loves happiness.

A view giving full sight, hopes to all, teach life's way, laughs, talk falls full dive, in a tiny nest, twitch egg alive; blessing a hive: a new to come birth.

Their order, speaks of laws, directs, rules to follow, in bare a new spirit not a felt sorrow, tone my marrows, obey; refurbishes: a smiling sparrow.

My heart, a crisp beat sounds, inside it thumps, it hit is loud within, bong helps, truth telling it song; releasing Kong a force to war: aid enthusiasm.

My pals' homes lifted, is placed high, in fortress it living up, now sight my progress, it is painless, closes whole issue; ended the fear knot: harmony.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A happiness wish to cheer, aids love, conveying it thrill of, a joy felt, fright its telling; walking us blindly in this dark confronting our foes: hell army.
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(TPAC)  Alexander Coppedge

(TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Warrenton, North Carolina
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