Beat
There is silence in the forest
Beat
Heads flinch at the crack of a twig
The rustle of a branch
Beat
Hearts thud louder
And louder
Beat
There is a change of pace
Something’s coming
The roar of the jungle awakens
Feet thudding against the earth as we
Propel toward our enemies
The screeching
Screaming
The heart wrenching cries
The ripping apart of bodies
Bodies that were once
Filled with life.
The claws
The scratches
The scuttling
Beat
The forest is back to its natural state
Beat
Except now
No one notices the twigs
Or the branches
Beat
They’re eating
They’re eating what was once running
They’re eating what they heard crying
They’re eating a body
Which was once filled with life
Beat
Dinnertime.
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ReplyDeleteHey,
ReplyDeleteIf I had to write a poetry commentary on this poem, I would focus on;
1)Sound - The repetitive use of the word 'beat which is placed in between the actions of the predators. It provides rhyme and 'beat' to the poem
2) Imagery - The imagery of the respective animals attacking the prey, ripping and tearing it apart, and of cource eating it for dinner
3) Diction - The choice of verbs...fast/slow
4) Mood- The mood created by the animals movements of lurking in the bushes, pouncing on the prey, and tearing it to shreds. The fear, anticipation...