Lord of the Flies, setting & atmosphere

It Was Ours

(Words from Lord of the Flies - William Golding)

Can you imagine

That glorious moment

When from the square top we saw the island,

Boat-shaped and circled by a

Horizon of water

Tide running streaks,

Jungle's

jumbling

descent

into the beaches and coral reefs;

Scar jagged that marked our arrival.

Palms green-feathered

Reaching

for the skies

Vines creeping

Coarse grass beneath our bare feet

Invisible, the heat.

From the flowered half-cirque

We saw our world

The island breathed life

And it was ours.

introduction poem - anger

A Theme of Anger

A theme, a theme you say,
Shall it be childhood, music, love?
Shall we recite words
of fate, of laughter, of friendship?
We would, we would, oh any day we could
for so free and fair a theme, how we wish
But not today
Not today
For Anger has caught us first
Dismissed those golden thoughts;
Anger ensnared us in its vines, and
now within
it boils as a feral beast rejecting reason,
that, if contained any longer,
Bursts
and blinds us as it burns
a fiery blaze of revenge.
A theme, a theme you say,
but Anger became more than that--
Anger is us