A pop rang through the air.
Come Monday morning,
You were not in your chair.

You sat near me in chemistry;
But on Monday morning
Your seat was empty.

Friends went on a hunting trip,
Bullets were still in the clip.
A tragic accident occurred,
Ending one's season forever.

A pop rang through the air.
Come Monday morning
You were not in your chair;
Your chair, forever bare.

03/17/2005

Author's Note: This poem was based on a true event that happened in my life when I was in 10th grade(1970).I had a mild crush on the student that was killed(Dwight Smith) by his best friend(Wesley Pike) in a tragic hunting accident.The memory of it has stayed with me through all these years. Somethings forever remain vivid in the brain and this is one of those things.
Posted on 03/17/2005
Copyright © 2008 Melanie Arnold

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/17/05 at 07:20 PM
The whole poem nicely captures the event/emotion of "A tragic accident did occur." A suggestion though...due to the conversational style of this piece, that same line would read a little smoother as "A tragic accident occured."
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Posted by Joe Cramer on 07/15/08 at 04:56 AM
exceptional!
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03/17/2005

Author's Note: *reposted with original members comments and will be archived in an auto bio poetry folder....but i was in a hurry and haven't created it yet.

Posted on 08/31/2009
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