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D.D. (for Ashley

By , Bluffton, SC
Dark in Charleston. The rain
throwing itself to the street.

Each drop a Southern hussy
Falling carelessly

that they might be as drunk
as she is. Stumbling,

arm around my shoulder.
The other hand pointing

towards some other party
like a pirate points to land

but I see no haven.
She sticks her tongue out

catching no drops
and I feel my eyes water

not only from the smell of warm beer
on my dress, but because

I remember a girl so alive.
And now I am watching her

dig her grave
With a silver spoon.

Do I also dig?
DO I bear the blame?

Sister, feel the rain.



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NiaraStorm said...
Apr. 23, 2010 at 12:33 pm

wow...That's really good.    i think you should try helping her, btw. but that just me.

GREAT POEM!

 
ceriseLN replied...
Apr. 25, 2010 at 6:45 pm
I really like this poem its very strong.
 
Eilatan This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 22, 2010 at 6:27 pm
Wow!!!! This is INCREDIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!
 
onlyiz said...
Apr. 21, 2010 at 7:19 pm
nice.
 
MessyJessie said...
Apr. 21, 2010 at 6:32 am

i love the metaphor with the rain. i know what its like dealing with an alcoholic and you hit the feeling I get when on the dot.

Amazing(:

 
aprilrain said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 8:07 pm
 wow this is really good!
 
ElijahNoble said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 3:15 pm
very cool.
 
Oh_ShelbY_XD replied...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 3:38 pm
watching yourself............... a bluntly beautiful poem i can't describe the feeling it gives me
 
thechlo said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 2:46 pm
this poem is beautiful. I write on the sae topic very often.
 
timevampire This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 20, 2010 at 12:02 pm
I like the word pictures. I wrote a poem on the same thing. I like it.
 
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