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Day 16 | April Poetry Month Challenge | Wild Village

WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉

Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.

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Day 16 | April 16th | Wild Village

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Linda Pedley
Linda Pedley
Apr 19, 2020

16. Wild Village

Set back amongst the hills of green

A settlement of sorts, it seems

They sustain themselves without need

It appears they are immune to greed.

Perspective clouds our better judgment

Thinking something wrong without advancement

How can they possibly survive today?

Lacking conveniences to smooth the way.

Not knowing and to assume, short-sighted

Because they’re different makes us frightened

It is not ignorance that draws us near,

In fact, well-meaning is consumed by fear.

Leave alone what you do not know

If help is required, they will let you know

Too often invasion, intrusion, and pillage

Destroy safety thought of as a wild village.

(c) Linda J. Pedley 04-19-2020


Wild Village

As they sleep

They’re surrounded

When they eat

They’re surrounded

When they wake

In the sun they bake

They’re surrounded

Beyond they’re village

They’re surrounded

Never knowing if they’ll be pillaged

They’re surrounded

Carnivores hunt

They’re surrounded

They do not confront

They’re surrounded

Herbivores graze

They’re surrounded

For them it does not faze

They’re surrounded

That’s their life

They’re surrounded

Learned to live with the strife

They’re surrounded

Life in the wild

They’re surrounded

Accustomed to it, grown from a child

They’re surrounded

Animal and man

They’re surrounded

Living together the only way they can

They’re surrounded

Occasionally the two shall meet

They’re surrounded

In the African heat

They’re surrounded

In the circle of life

We’re all surrounded


Apr 17, 2020

Wild Village


I walk here, amongst the crass and the crow,

Down streets dusted and littered,

Avenues of cracked sidewalk that grasses grow;

Amidst the wild and raucous, I’ve wandered,

Through a world of plenty, but lacking in so much

Character of the person it makes my stomach churn;

Between these shadows and cobwebs, behind nose-wrinkled-stench,

You can find me and learn.

Learn the ways of this place we can’t define,

This wild village of miscreant and clown;

Don’t worry, there is no point at which to deny

That the darkness and the misbegotten draw you down,

Into this place the rest of the world refuses

To recognize for the beauty that defines,

The neon-lit nights of this wild…

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