Ethereal Moments The Poetry of Donavon Scott Vinson
The Jungle of Life
The brawny lions of dread, loneliness,
and disillusionment
ravage the rapidly palpitating
drumbeat of my heart.
The tiger's sharp, jagged teeth
of pain and heartbreak
gnaw and rip apart my sorrowful soul.
My pitiful life is shredded to pieces
by the lamentable claws of the hyenas of
utter despair and longing.
Leaving me mortally wounded and bleeding
profusely on the plains inescapeably captured
in the hunters uncaring snare.
Another hapless victim of life's intense,
terrible cruelty.
Donavon Scott Vinson