The Jungle: A Found Poem from Lord of the Flies
The arc of the lagoon
Between the palm trees
Scattered shadows from the darkness
Projecting through
To a point in infinity
The shore was fledged with palm trees
A bank covered with coarse grass
Fallen trees
Clouds of birds rose from tree tops
A diamond haze of the beach
Looking at the dazzling beach and water
With openness of the sun
Forced at last to believe in the reality of the island
They gazed intently at the dense blue of the horizon
And scanned the uncommunicative forest
Beneath the heat breeze crept over the clear water
The palm trees stood still to make a green roof
The wander breeze allowed coolness under the trees
Silence of the forest more intense than the heat
The island that they had guessed
The tide was low
A strip of weed-strewn beach as firm as a road
Palm trees leaned against the light
Green feathers were a hundred feet up in the air
The ground beneath them
A bank covered with coarse grass
Torn by upheavals of decaying palm saplings
Was the darkness of the forest
Enclosed on either side
The view was robbed by mirage
Outside was the dark blue of the sea
Filled with a blue flower
The overflow hung down
And spilled
Lavishly among the canopy of the forest
Clambering among the pink rocks
With the sea on either side and crystal heights of air
Splintered trunks and then the drag
Leaving only a fringe of palm between the scar and the sea
By: Ada, Angela, Daniel, Emily, Noah, Shady, Steven
Source: Taken from page 4, 5, 11, 12, 15, 28, 29, 33, 36, 59
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| Images By: Emily and Noah |
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