Dry Run

What could have happened? 
They wondered and said
What could have happened 
Inside of his head?

I’ll tell you what I think
The guy flipped his lid
Must have been on the brink
To do what he did

But the guy seemed so happy
I know what you mean
Guess things were crappy
Or so it would seem

In such circumstances 
We’re all lost for words
The guy took his chances
And he’s for the birds

Could anyone have guessed?
They all ponder now
The poor guy obsessed
Could have helped him somehow?

I see what you mean
He was obviously drawn
Surely someone had seen
The signs coming on?

I suppose in the end
Not much could be done
Like this poem that I’ve penned
Another dry run!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Haick Avatar
May 3, 2010 at 8:23 AM
Great Rhyme, David but your work is never a "dry-run"!! You are one of PS very unique poets..You are a Poet!! Thanks for leaving comments on my peom..Peace, Audrey
Culverhouse Avatar
May 3, 2010 at 6:49 AM
giggles@@good write!
Sweetheart Avatar
May 2, 2010 at 7:11 PM
Nonsense.. your poems are unique David just like u hon... that last line is cool though... the rhyme gets me every time.. thankxxx for enjoying my ooem about my MOM... for a new contest... u should enter them too... your work is excellent...luv.. from the "Sweetheart"
Knop Avatar
May 2, 2010 at 10:29 AM
Enjoyed reading your rhyme today, David...Thank you for your comment and have a nice week...Gert
Kendrick Avatar
May 2, 2010 at 4:32 AM
I got a chuckle so it wasn't a dry run for they say laughter is the best medicine so maybe you helped me heal some cell today..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara
Goff Avatar
May 1, 2010 at 11:15 PM
nice rhyme! David! I just watched the movie "Tombstone" for the 10th. time...this poem fits...jimbo
Dietrich Avatar
May 1, 2010 at 9:58 PM
Reminded me of one I really like about a guy who takes a gun and shoots himself in the head. Oh , I think it was called Cory or something like that (he "shimmered when he walked") An enjoyable read. LUv, Andrea
Hilliker Avatar
May 1, 2010 at 9:20 PM
Nice rhyme and pattern. Thanks for sharing.
Delacroix Avatar
May 1, 2010 at 7:41 PM
Great quatrain, David! It's no dry run to me, but it is a pecular matter indeed. Could it have been prevented? Perhaps if someone had cared. Leaving home at 16, seems to me, an escape. Escape from what? Even so, there is no justification for murder. It is a crazy world out there though, some serious disturbances, to be sure.
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