Alexander Coppedge

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

Downward Fall - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

In dangerous tour of space, my life's end in a fall not a special place, I into hazed palace not be a super man.

A free fall tumbling touched by wind gust, body spins in confusion thrust, my skin is brushed by its autumn's air.

A pending to be shipwreck, victim bending by a wave would be fate, sending to a hated fall to doom torment.

I drop altered in exchanges confounded completely, not wanting its flawed changes, death tangle on me to fall.

Event holding fall wisdom to know outcome, life bent had soul I can't lie about it, my decent upon paw gloom.

Fall slip is green go in air, at red light spot stop tare, soul braking point it set fair for me to firm grave's ground.

Reminder of a promise to come to us in autumn, hum song in time for all by them aging, I in sadden sum Fall.

We exist a memory of past, leaves drop fast no renewal back in Fall, tones we cast are in sunlight to descend.

Down.
Down.
Down.

Topic(s) of this poem: aging, nature

Form: Prose Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Living our lives in given course of existence, we come to learn and teach ourselves life's factors, us instructing others as we develop as well. One in their viewed eye can see themselves far above peers, them yielding an edge up with thought to be over and rule them. Them strong in pride, and its assurances in gallop, yet know for fact fate is not to the newly born, who as a flash is gone: but the eternal.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 20, 2017


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