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Retro pining boxes

When I was a younger man
I wanted to break all of the rules.
When I was a younger fool
I broke all of the rules
that didn't need to be broken.
Now here I sit
a younger man's old fool
while death waits around the corner
like a long lost brother.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allen Poe, Henry Rollins, Langston Hughes, Emily Dickinson

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Comments

Ian.T

Ian.T

10 years 8 months ago

8men

Death row must be a long wait, a good short write on things gone so wrong,
Yours Ian

E

eightmenout

10 years 8 months ago

Ian

Thank you, sir for taking the time to read and comment. Appreciate the compliment.

L

Lonnie

10 years 8 months ago

Terse, but terrific!

I love the theme here, and the slam-dunk way it is delivered adds some real zing to the piece. The flow is consistent enough to make the poem readable, and the word usage blows me away!

E

eightmenout

10 years 8 months ago

Lonnie

Glad you were able to stop by and have a read and honored you would leave such kind words.

Thanks

S

scribbler

10 years 8 months ago

Hello

I enjoyed the way this circled back in time from considering others a fool to realizing who the fool really is. One of your better ones.........stan

Esker

Esker

10 years 8 months ago

Five Eyes..

five "I's"
who
when
where
why
what

I am who
I am when
I am where
I am why
I am what

the order may be disarranged
here...

the poem is strong
like an interesting hand
and I delve its simplicity
and complexity
evolving the words...
verbs...nouns

swirling still
a challenge to offer
a critique for the
smooth vesper of work

an offering
which can be swept aside
at the whim
of reader....

ten days i sat
and if i dont behave
in One Hundred and Ninety
shall suffer the wrath
more thrice and then some

subterfuge of the depths

"I was a younger man
when I wanted all the
broken rules
I was an older fool
dedicated to the rules

Sit now
I'm near!

My brother Death
around a curve
a breath I didnt
need to hear.."

Hey Scott reworked this one all
about!!

We had shakespeare...
I mean grade thirteen had his records
from stratford
and we in grade nine stoner level had
him onward..

I got thrust into the bottom
due to math issue
ADD
whatnot

where I belonged anyway
teetering on the edge of
its own made madness

five points is a star

symbology important to me

anyway......working this poem
just my suggestions
something completely different
though eh?

Thank You!

E

eightmenout

10 years 8 months ago

Steve

Art is open to interpretation. I invite everyone to mold it as they may. I enjoyed your changes for they offer me a different view of my own scenery.

Thanks