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Poetry competition CLOSED 15th May 2021 2:45am
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wallyroo92
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to be a senior in high school again

mysteriouslady
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Poetry Contest

class of..... when did you graduate High School? (gag) In the form of a poem, give me your best hysterical, crazy, one night stand, drunk, high, suspended, didnt graduate....etc, story. Make it good folks! this mysteriouslady is class of '92
18 plus please mods thanks! join too in the fun too!
not too long or ill get bored yall know this
no collabs
give it to me hard!

Razzerleaf
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Chalk dust

Bum fluff shaved,  
spots freshly squeezed  
pull on my shirt,  
dirt round the sleeves.  
Polishing shoes
on the back door mat,  
hands now covered
in cherry-blossom black.  

Morning assembly  
senses off track,  
grin at the fainted kid  
with his colour coming back.  
Even though I listened,  
I’m not sure what was said,  
try to avoid hard knocks  
who tell me I'm dead.  

Tuck shop sugar rush  
Dr Death's chews.  
For god sake leave him alone  
and give him back his shoes.  
Slip into slumber  
hand print on my cheek,  
board duster alarm clock  
propels me from sleep.  
 
Lunch time arrives  
with the Ice cream van,  
don’t have much money  
so I scav what I can.  
Concrete buildings  
dark grey in the rain.  
Corridors yawning  
young minds to drain.  
 
Letter home to parents  
kept in for a month.  
have you been drinking Boy?  
Well sir, I had a glass with lunch.  
The boy doesn’t listen  
a distraction to the class;  
he cannot keep playing the fool  
if exams he is to pass.  
 
Nearly an adult now  
so careers advice I got,  
something beyond expectation please,  
sorry we think not.  
Last day
I walk away,  
no teachers now to nag,
left with a sense of achievement,  
new art work on my bag.
Written by Razzerleaf
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mysteriouslady
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Thanks Razzerleaf!  Awesome start this.  Lets go poets! <3

silent_sound
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..it was blur..

class of 94 never made out the door
strung out on dust
brain turned to rust

but was a lovely hearted kid
just tryna belong yet mask the pain
with drugs and booze, and sex and self hate

ditched the books and hitched out west
there must be something better
in good ole SF

found healing through art, and spirit, and magic and more
a quick and early tale of this kid from class 94

wallyroo92
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Nineteen 92

 
Three decades have almost passed by
And the distant memories still remain
All the shenanigans my friends and I
Got away with now seem a bit harebrained
 
Most of us band kids were kind of loud
Even though we represented the school
But some of us were a rowdy crowd
And a couple of us could act like a fools
 
We were smart but sometimes boneheads
And yet that time when “Gonzo”, “Hairy” and I
Started a car chase and raced some dudes
That somehow turned into a near drive-by
 
Not sure what the statute of limitations is
But hey, whatever, it’s been nearly thirty years
I mean, the guys and I can laugh about it now
We’re all grown up, have families and careers
 
High school was fun with lasting friendships
Band was a second family for many of us too
I feel like they were my glory days
I’m proud to be part of the Class of ’92
 
Ah, to be young and dumb and full of ideas
The world was ours as we read the signs
As I listen to the songs of my youth, smiling
Sitting here remembering the times
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rabbitquest
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Thanks I will get right on it!

Razzerleaf
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Well done to wallyroo92 and Silent, Thank you for setting up the comp Mysterious, enjoyed taking part and reading the other entries, Much appreciated R

mysteriouslady
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love to you <3

wallyroo92
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Congratulations to Razzerleaf and Silent on runner up positions. Thank you mysteriouslady for the honor of letting me share some of my high school days and reliving the thrill of being young and well, you know.

Hope everyone is doing well and staying healthy.

Thank you.

mysteriouslady
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Wally, it was my pleasure. I just wish I could have been there with you!  LOL!<3

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