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Dear Jane, (June Contest)

Well I know its been a while
since last your heard from me
and too long since I've seen you smile
while your hair blew wild and free.

So I'll tell you how I've been
....pretty well I guess
although here it's hot as sin
and too dry I must confess.

I just got over a bad cold
on the heels of stomach virus
both of which had taken hold
after I sat near some sickly cuss.

But at least now the car's back running
after a thousand buck mechanic visit
( I saw the bill, thought he was kidding )
now my wallet has no money in it.

Went fishing just the other day
ran out of gas miles from the ramp
on the way back from a fishes day
on a trip which became cold and damp.

Finally made it to the landing
but that didn't end my streak of luck.
Although my boat trailer was still standing
somebody had stolen my truck.

Walked to a store to call the cops
who took their own sweet time arriving
then they hardly pulled out all the stops
said "Let us know if You hear anything."

The next day i went to work
to meet up with the dozer grader.
Seems his help thought that he'd shirk
thus no chain saw operator.

$80 per hour for the dozer guy
but he'd be glad to cut up the trees
$80 I thought with a sigh
So I ran the saw in the warm breeze.

Mid afternoon another tree down
another one for me to trim.
It snapped and knocked me to the ground.
I tried standing then became grim.

Four hour wait in emergency room
before an x_ray showed my fate
A shattered knee was pronounced my doom
for surgery I'd have to wait.

!0 days in the hospital
then 7 weeks in full leg cast
six more week in a brace was all
until I was discharged at last.

But I reckon you know that old story
So I won't bore you any more with it
(the scar still looks pretty gory)
and to this day it gives me fits.

That bad heat wave still is here for now
and looks like it is here to stay.
When outside, sweat pours fro my brow.
Air conditioner broke down today.

A new neighbor moved in a while ago.
His guitar playing's driving me insane.
I tripped and stubbed my toe today
But you know me, I don't complain..........

Style / type: 
Structured: Eastern
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Comments

how eastern or western
one has to guess

but rhymes best---- long narration she... Jane will get tired ..as you know she needs rest
but you feed her with your frustration ..while she needs restoration

sometimes I mislabel a poem to see if anybody is paying attention. Thanks for doing so

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I don't know why the letter [epistle] was written for Jane because somewhere down the line it got into multiple personal experiences....moreover if I remember right...it was mentioned that the epistle should be of a reasonable length and not too long....i think this is reasonably long...

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raj (sublime_ocean)

I might have misunderstood the definition. But I wrote this as if catching up an old friend with what had been going on with my life since last we talked. I purposefully made it long and full of bad news entirely to set up the last line. Seems I might have failed on both points. PS since I am ineligible to win the judge can just skim this or even pass it over.

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It was Meant to be a long boring lament at the end of all the griping the writer says "I'n not one to complain". Hmmmm.....is it a good thing that I can write boring stuff so easily? lol

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