Doug Vinson Poet Verse

If I Were An Elephant

Across the Serengeti plain our matriarch would lead,
Dining on the guarri fruit, and gum acacia seeds.
Upon our sweet green namesake grass our bellies we would fill,
I'd visit with my mother's bones, nap in the northern hills.
We'd cross the Mara river, then the southern rains would fall,
We'd see the African spoonbill, and hear the weaverbird call.
We'd care for all the young ones, and with my sisters I would roam,
Victoria Lake... But then I'd wake, give up my dreams of home.
I'd bust my cage, I'd smash the door, and trample all around,
If I was an elephant, I'd tear the circus down.



December 6, 2016

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Debbie Duncan May 15, 2017 at 4:58 PM Love this write, I have signed at least 5 times for elephants to be out of the circus. And orcas for Sea World, bull fighting, dog fighting. And everything else. And Tony the Tiger in the roadside truckstop. I read that Ringling Brothers circus has/ is stopping the use of elephants. I love your poem tho :) Doug Vinson May 15, 2017 at 9:15 PM Thanks, Debbie. Indeed - some things are changing for the better.

Scott Thirtyseven March 27, 2017 at 7:47 AM Nice thoughtful twist at the end, really turned the piece around. Well done in the contest too. Doug Vinson March 27, 2017 at 3:40 PM Hey Scott, thank you.

Anil Deo March 26, 2017 at 3:46 PM Great idea, to see Africa from a "caged" elephant's perspective. It was serene Serengeti, until the twist - haiku-like- at the end. Kudos to you * Shalom. Anil Deo Doug Vinson March 27, 2017 at 3:38 PM Cheers, Anil. : )

Charlie Smith March 11, 2017 at 9:29 AM One of many forms of slavery this human condition imposes on that which we deem subservient, congratulations Doug on this honor... Doug Vinson March 11, 2017 at 8:09 PM Thanks, Charlie, and yeah.... Where does it stop?

Mark Martin March 9, 2017 at 12:35 PM Great poem and agree with the sentiment. Thankfully circuses make less use of animals these days. All the best and congratulations Doug! :-) Doug Vinson March 11, 2017 at 8:09 PM Hey Mark. : ) Cheers, buddy...

James Inman March 9, 2017 at 6:48 AM Very well written Doug, wonderful rhyme and rhythm. Doug Vinson March 9, 2017 at 9:04 AM Gracias, James. : )

Agnes Krampe March 8, 2017 at 7:13 AM Love your elephant poem! Must have missed it back when you first posted it. I strongly dislike circus with animals. Congrats on your win. Doug Vinson March 8, 2017 at 9:13 PM Hey Agnes. : ) Yeah, making "spectacles" of animals, or of people, for that matter... : ( Working in Lake Charles, Louisiana, for a couple weeks, today was right by the water - fascinating to see the brown pelicans diving for fish and shearwaters doing the same, as well as pestering the pelicans hilariously.

Rob Carmack March 7, 2017 at 11:20 PM Nothing I can say that has not been said below. Congrats Doug! Doug Vinson March 7, 2017 at 11:32 PM Hi Rob. : ) Thank you, Sir!

Robert Lindley January 5, 2017 at 9:48 AM I HAVE ALWAYS LOVED ELEPHANTS ! They are massive and very intelligent.. Your verses sing and bring images of Africa to mind. A7 AND A FAV.. Doug Vinson January 5, 2017 at 10:31 AM Hey Robert. : ) Those big old beasts are cool indeed.

Newton Ranaweera December 19, 2016 at 7:33 PM I wish they would "tear the circus down". Beautifully written. Doug Vinson December 19, 2016 at 8:02 PM Hi Newton. Thanks!

John Hamilton December 16, 2016 at 8:04 AM Great writing Doug, captured the sentiment of what an elephant may be thinking. One day all living creatures will be free.Congrats on the win. Doug Vinson December 17, 2016 at 8:41 AM Thank you, John. One can hope...

Roy Merritt December 16, 2016 at 7:07 AM Oh Doug a terrific poem about this noble beast and no doubt the dreams they do have if not taken into human custody so young they have few memories. I've seen them at the circus when they've passed through here and am amazed by the sadness that their eyes emit. I frank abhor circuses and simply went with my grand kids because they wanted to go. Doug Vinson December 17, 2016 at 8:38 AM Roy, yes - they are sentient creatures with emotion and memory.

Darren White December 11, 2016 at 11:52 PM Yes, tear it down. Literally, but also metaphorically, for everyone caged and captured in any way. Good luck in the contest. Doug Vinson December 12, 2016 at 11:14 PM Perhaps the time for going rogue is here. Thanks, Darren. : )

Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck December 10, 2016 at 11:08 AM Doug I love this piece. What I also read here, once again, is your remarkable capacity to see from the outside in. Wondering if inspiration from contest space-holders is your best choice of muse. Just a question; not a negative judgment. Gerald Oliver Doug Vinson December 11, 2016 at 7:23 PM (Added later) - I would also say that a contest can be a good framework in which to work. The actual poem itself depends more on feeling. We may be clever, we may pursue rhymes to the end of all imagination, but the best poems come when we feel strongly about something. Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 12:46 PM Hi Gerald. Essentially, I think I'm a narrator. If, upon my tombstone, it will say, "He could tell a good story," then I'll be a happy camper down below. Coming to PoetrySoup, I was resistant to poetry contests - "No, my inspiration is what it is, and it won't fit in most contest restrictions." Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 12:45 PM 2.) I have a few good stories to tell, built up over my lifetime, and it doesn't take long to burn through most of them. There is time to get all caught up, there, and to dredge up new ones, but I also was reading what other people wrote, some of it for contests, and the idea grew on me, even looked like fun, sometimes. A case of an old Doug learning new tricks. Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 12:44 PM 3.) "My best choice of muse" - can we really choose? I do have more innate, experienced, and witnessed stories to tell. I have ideas and fragments written down, later to expand the flesh on them. Yet, I would now say that inspiration can definitely come from a contest, from the judge's concept, from a sentence, from just a few foreign words. Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 12:43 PM 4.) A big philosophy of mine is that you have to be in the right mood. There are good books and movies, but unless you're in the mood to read or watch, it won't be the same. I've binged on movies, five, six, seven a day. You get to that fifth or sixth one, you've got palate fatigue - no matter how good the movie is, it's not like when you started. Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 12:42 PM 5.) I don't think we can much control the Muse. Even if I'm really in the mood to write - that important prerequisite - it's still going to be a happy day or a sad day or a stupid humor day, etc. If, at an instant, you have a story coming out of you, and you're feeling like writing (and good grief you BETTER feel like writing, then), it's a done deal, no problem, your course is set. Doug Vinson December 10, 2016 at 12:41 PM 6.) Perhaps some of us won't want to write unless the story is there. Personally, I can be in the mood and still cast about, looking. While I wouldn't say the contests are my "best" inspiration, I also don't think it matters. The Muse takes a whole bunch of stuff, contests and all, and throws it in her big lunch grinder. It spits out a sandwich. She hands it to me, "Here, taste this..."

Wendy Rycroft December 9, 2016 at 2:41 AM A good elephant poem x well done x Doug Vinson December 9, 2016 at 8:46 AM Merci beaucoup, Wendy. Next: "If I were an Elephant Carpenter...."

Andrea Dietrich December 8, 2016 at 6:03 PM this is absolutely AWESOME. i have not seen many of these poems yet, but so far this is my favorite. Have I faved you as a followed poet of mine yet? Let me go see!! and fave for this poem too. Doug Vinson December 9, 2016 at 12:01 AM Thank you, Andrea. Our fellow creatures, sentient, emotional, knowing...

Sandra Haight December 7, 2016 at 7:37 PM Beautiful imagery of a beautiful animal living as she should...only to awake in her nightmare reality! An amazing write, Doug...thank heavens 'many countries, particularly in Europe, and some local governments in the United States and Canada have banned the use of wild animal species in circuses, including elephants.'(Google). Best wishes for the contest. Sandra Doug Vinson December 7, 2016 at 9:29 PM Thanks, Sandra. We're conflicted about animals - we adore them, but sell them for profit, imprison them, kill them - as with elephants for ivory. And for all that, ivory carvings can be some of the most beautiful things in the world.

Laura Leiser December 6, 2016 at 11:13 PM Yes, a magnificent creature like an elephant needs its freedom. Excellent poem, Doug! Good luck in the contest :) Doug Vinson December 7, 2016 at 8:46 AM Grazie, Laura. : )

Deborah Burch December 6, 2016 at 3:21 PM Awesome take on this!!! You had me hooked from the beginning but the Last was a mixture of emotions that took my breath. Well done Doug. Very well done. Big Hugggs Cap'n Deb Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 6:10 PM Hi Cap'n Deb. Much obliged, and thanks for bringin' your ship through - the breeze of it's close passage feels good on this sultry day.

Leileah Kasperyan December 6, 2016 at 2:59 PM Oh dear, you'd be a dangerous elephant! Fun, fun poem! :-) Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 3:11 PM I'd hate doing without tea and coffee, though, Leileah.

Darren White December 6, 2016 at 2:18 PM I LOVE this Doug, did you do research on distances elephants travel before writing this? Darren White December 6, 2016 at 11:40 PM It's magnificent and most definitely my favourite here. Fave and 7 Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 3:18 PM Thanks, Darren. Kenya & Tanzania have one of the largest animal migrations on earth; basically big beasts following the rain around. A relative few elephants, couple hundred thousand zebras, way over a million wildebeests, etc., Most babies born farther south, early months of the year, rains end in May, north they go, back south in October, get ready to repeat the cycle.

Gary Smith December 6, 2016 at 2:08 PM Great read Doug, good luck. Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 3:10 PM Thanks, Gary. Cheers. : )

Janis Medders Tobechi December 6, 2016 at 1:47 PM Yes, and they would shoot you. Very well written verse. I love it. Good luck in the contest. Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 3:06 PM Hi Janis. Yes, they would shoot me.

Paloma P December 6, 2016 at 1:17 PM Bravo, they are such unique and gentle creatures, unless you mess with one, and what a finish! Did you know when they meet one another, they extend their trunk in greeting. I'm in awe of their magnificence. Good luck Doug. Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 3:09 PM Indeed, Paloma, they greet each other - it really does seem like an elephant "never forgets." They are emotional creatures who truly appear to mourn their dead.

Alexis Y. December 6, 2016 at 9:02 AM Hi Doug, What a good personification. It was as though the elephant was speaking. Well done. I wish you the best of luck in the contest. A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis Doug Vinson December 6, 2016 at 9:05 AM Cheers, Alexis. Such intelligent, soulful creatures they are.

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