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Lost Friend (remembering Newtown)

December 21st, 2012 at Fri, 21st, 2012 at 11:31 pm by Ed Corrigan

Watching and waiting
For a friend to play with
Why have I been alone so long?

The masked man came to school today
He took my best friend Johnnie away
Mommy oh mommy when will Johnnie
Come to play?

The masked man said
“It’s your turn”
Then boom Johnnie’s face blew away
And all that’s left
Is his blood on my socks.

Mommy oh mommy
The blood won’t come off
my socks so white
this morning… before…
I don’t understand.
Can I keep the socks red?
They will remember my best friend
Who won’t be over today.
Tomorrow or ever again
How does this happen?

Son, he is in your heart
Your love will never fade away.

Soon you will see me
‘Cause I’ll be all around you
But where i come from
I can’t tell.

The masked man said
It was my turn to play
Then click click no boom
And the game was done
The masked man left the room
Then boom all gone
Leaving me with the others
Who were already gone
And Johnnie at my feet
And no more song.

I don’t know…

I feel so lost and alone
Even when I’m home
I’m all empty inside
My heart has an ache –
It feels dried up, shrunk
I want to be with my best friend
And laugh again
It will never be the same.

Watching and waiting
For someone to understand me
I hope it won’t be very long…

Copyright © ed Corrigan 2012
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I am Ed Corrigan and live in Maple Valley with my wife, Nona. We have two terrific sons - Joe and Tim - and three beautiful daughters - Kate, Sally and Sarah - and one cat named Omega. I've been writing poetry, on and off, since 16 years of age. Early poetic influences were Shakespeare and e. e. cummins. A more recent influence is Walt Whitman whose "Leaves of Grass" is the most amazing thing that I've ever read. Music has been very important in my writing and in life. I am not a musician but early on the singer/song writers Paul Simon, Smokey Robinson and Bob Dylan had a big impact on my poems. More recently, I've been affected by Miles Davis, Green Day, Alanis Morissette, Linkin Park and others. I love to write and its something that I need to do. A poet once said that a poem is not complete until its read or heard by another. Thank you for visiting my blog.

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