Alexander Coppedge

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

Simon - Poem by Alexander Coppedge

A gentle fun soul his name is Simon,  he appears crack of sun telling stories, his done feats as nun to folks.

Simon lure listeners by said encounters, tale told by him laid out, kids in joy raid at him point with their laughs.

Simon portray humor in his stories, agony in betrayed efforts, him as a light ray with views dip in its mystic.

Conflicts spoken thrill and educate listeners, tales not still all passers, Simon no restricted had till in its fact.

Pain felt by hearers with their reactions, acts melt interests replies by eyes, their belts in facts grips.

I like Simon stated had be endeavors, or misfit of its slated should asks if or do, I like his related told lies?

Simon stories do shock the people, tears jerked from eyes mock, Simon see it not? lock given version wow.

All come to the realizing of facts spoken to us, its home said to happen by him had as him, Simon to say dome.

Topic(s) of this poem: human nature

Form: Prose Poem


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Aren't we all as writers relating our stories being storytellers: Simon.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 21, 2017


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