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Everything Was All Right

By: Jason R.

 

There was this boy I knew

We both went to the very same school

We were best buddies we were pals

I even stayed with him once in awhile

We were just like two pees in a pod

Like the same things it was rather odd

You see, all through the junior high

We'd try to catch the pretty girl's eye

Since I was the loud one in my class

Bold and brazen I had a lot of brass

He sort of kept me on the narrow

Claimed I was like a broken arrow

He warned me to settle down

And not be the wild boy in town

I just laughed, he sort of grinned

Said I'd settle down sometime when

And everything was all right back then

 

High school came the very next year

I think my brain broke a gear

For those classes were hard and the teachers were mean

I went to class most days just to make a scene

I was jealous, he was a straight A student

I'd never pass and the teachers knew it

So they wrote me off and gave up hope

They knew I'd hang myself if given the rope

But he stuck by me till the end

I got pissed off and that's when

I went and called a teacher a jerk

I lost it, I went crazy berserk

In the end I got kicked out of school

And that teacher felt like a fool

So I apologized but she was still mad

So I flipped her off and said I was glad

And everything was all right though he was sad

 

I went to work at a fast food joint

And started hanging with the boys at the point

See, the point was a big underage party spot

And one night it got busted by the cops

I ran away from the scene

Right into the arms of a cop who was mean

The cop had me call someone to pick me up

He came out in his brand new truck

He thanked the officer with a smile

Then didn't speak for a couple of miles

I was drunk and more than a little sick

He threatened to hit me with a stick

He said it would kill me if I didn't stop

He said I needed help but not from the cops

He shook his head and said he'd do whatever

That we were still friends forever

And everything was all right the ties I couldn't sever

 

But that didn't stop my wild days

I kept living fast I was set in my ways

Met a man who asked if I was willing

I said I'd do anything short of a killing

So we plotted to do a robbery

The day came when it was set

We robbed that store and hedged our bet

But the clerk pulled a gun, screaming there was no way

I had to shoot knowing there was hell to pay

The man ran away with the cash

I collapsed knowing my life had finally crashed

The cops came and hauled me away

And he couldn't see me for a couple of days

But he never gave up and showed up for the trial

The judge took the man's description

But said it wouldn't change his decision

And everything was all right as I went to prison

 

So I was left to take the heat

Since I killed a man I got the seat

They let my only friend be there

That dark stormy night I got the chair

He looked at me with tears in his eyes

As I begged him never again to cry

He shouted out that this shouldn't be

I answered the water always returns to the sea

That some things are meant to happened

And we talked about the good times ignoring his reaction

He told me this wouldn't change the way he felt

But I'd have to play this hand I'd been dealt

He promised to visit me at my grave

I simply smiled and said, I'll never forget you, Dave

I knew we would be forever tied

As we hugged for that final goodbye

And everything was all right for he never cried...again

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I answered the water always returns to the sea

 

Wonderful line. Awesome poem =] It was quite funny and light hearted in the beginning, but it climbed into a lot of intensity afterwards.

 

You kept me sitting on the edge of my chair the whole time... which is seriously rare for me, because I usually get really bored from long poems, hehe.

 

Keep it up~

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FishWings, I first wrote this poem back in 91 or 92 for school. After the teacher graded it, C- by the way, I put it aside and forgot about it. It wasn't until a few months ago that I found it again. After dusting it off, there was only one line I changed. And it so happened to be that line, the water always returns to the sea. I think it sums up the piece perfectly.

 

I've always thought poems should be little stories, I love free form poetry, and the real strong emotional stuff has its place, but for me, I always try to tell a story with my poetry. And if you've read any of the other poems, I tend to write longer pieces using the same techniques I use for my stories. I urge you to read I Devise my Own Demise, if you have not, this is one of my favorite poems and if for some reason I never write another poem, I would be happy to have readers associate me with that piece.

 

Jason R.

 

 

Conner, I'm an avid poetry reader. Arthur Rimbaud is one of my favorites and he rarely rhymes. And I love his use of words and imagery, and there are times I emulate his style. But where I really let go and have fun writing poetry is when the rhyme scheme comes to me and I can construct a story inside a carefully structured format. Before I show anyone my work, I always read it aloud while recording it. This helps me find out if the words are working to further the piece or if the words are bogging down the narrative. Hopefully, I keep the readers attention without getting to self-indulgent.

 

Thanks for the comments. I'm always a bit hesitant to post my poetry, unlike my stories where it's all fiction, my poems mean more to me because usually, they're based in truth. Anyways, thanks again.

 

Jason R.

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I really liked this! It was so bittersweet and it brought a tear to my eye in the end. It's a beautiful piece about friendship and yet it paints a dark picture that sometimes even love and loyalty really can't conqueror all; however, it gives hope in showing that nonetheless they are not revoked!

 

FishWings, I first wrote this poem back in 91 or 92 for school. After the teacher graded it, C- by the way, I put it aside and forgot about it. It wasn't until a few months ago that I found it again. After dusting it off, there was only one line I changed. And it so happened to be that line, the water always returns to the sea. I think it sums up the piece perfectly.

It does indeed! It's a wonderful line!

I've always thought poems should be little stories, I love free form poetry, and the real strong emotional stuff has its place, but for me, I always try to tell a story with my poetry. And if you've read any of the other poems, I tend to write longer pieces using the same techniques I use for my stories.

I strongly agree! I love poems (and songs for that matter) to tell a specific story as the progress within the framework they've set up for themselves.

 

I urge you to read I Devise my Own Demise, if you have not, this is one of my favorite poems and if for some reason I never write another poem, I would be happy to have readers associate me with that piece.

It is a wonderful piece, and while I like all the work I've read from you it may indeed be my favourite as well. It's very skillfully crafted!

 

 

Excellent job!

-Kevin

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