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Oh Harry where'd you go so young? Your voice made many a warrior cry could break the girls' love puppy hearts Why'd that crazy party ever need to start? Your words skipping over the ocean like a storm A whole generation could've been lost Without You We watched you when you'd Jump into the Fire when you couldn't fly higher, your Good Old Desk threw you a curve. The father had a son, in 1941 In 1944 the dad walked out the door another did the same, in 1972 then wrote about those troubles in words both black and blue. Unscrupulous agents robbed him blind they took the lime in the Coconut and left poor Harry the rind Some called him a Spaceman but in his day he'd get Everyone Talking. Oh Skeeter you're missed by me but your voice is still operatic so dolorously pealing a canticle there could only be One Harry, there'll never be another...
This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2012-05-02 12:51:48
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Mark, This is a marvelous poem, it is well crafted and creative. I have to admit I wish I knew who Harry and Sketter are. The father had a son, in 1941 In 1944 the dad walked out the door another did the same, in 1972 then wrote about those troubles in words both black and blue. These lines make me think of divorce and a re-marry where someone was abused. Was that Skeeter and is it possible that he is you? Even if I don't quite get it I still think it is a first rate poem and one that begs to be pondered. Hope you are okay. Best wishes, cheyenne
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