Another Year, a Little Longer, with You

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He genuinely thought I didn't care at all whether he transferred, when in reality I went all http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/once-upon-a-time/images/32866024/title/emmas-freak-out-face-fanart. So I wrote this to clear things up.

You'll still be here
Next year
In my world, in the place
I'm living and existing in for now;

You'll be there,
Goofing off between attentions and forward marches,
Goading J and Av on to greater dorkicity at lunch,
Silly-walking all over the road on the way to the field,
Then
Snapping to serious at the barked command,
Showing everyone that there's more to you than we first think,
Hintingly mature as you watch the man in the red shirt,
Watching his hand,
Following each command he calls
To the band.
Somehow making us all feel at ease
In the uniforms,
In the band,
In the world we built in the hall, among the horns and timpanis, where
We are safe from what the outside thinks of us
And our Star Wars obsession,
And our Halo COD competitions,
And all the quirks that make us
Band durks.

You'll still be there next year,
There to drum with,
To learn from,
To correct the holding of the mallets like the needles of knitting
(Which I'm sorry for doing so much;
I really do try to hold them otherwise
But it's not exactly easy when
You're as awkward with mallets as me);
To teach the playing of cadences
And bleachers
And chases
And boogies on blacktops
And shoes
And whatever else it is you do in the last row
At the games of November and September;

You'll be there to jazz with at seven A. M.
(The time God cursed),
There to hunt out sunlight glimmers left hid in the dense haze of
O-dark-thirty,
There to play us all the wonders of saxybeats and
To dance as only you can,
As only you should
At O-dark-thirty.


I have a brother,
Luke.
He's a bit like you.
Both you and he draw people like the earth draws the moon, and
You and he can brighten a place as dark as Montresor's catacombs, and
Shatter silence with others' laughter, and . . .

And . . .

There's just something about men like you
That makes people want to get as close as we can for as long
As we can.

And I get another year
With you in the world I live in,
Exist in;
Another year with you in the hall of timpanic horns,
With you seen in passing from Am to Klin,
With you near enough to tell me, "No, you did wrong;
Go fix it
Like
This"–––––––


Yes,
You're very much like Luke.
I felt safe with him,
Safe to be honest
And ask for help,
And sometimes just
break
apart
Like
A poor, cracked teacup
Into his hands
Because
I knew he would hold the pieces
Until
I could hold together again.
He was
Fun,
Wise,
Life of the party,
Secretly mature,
Gifted with eyes that saw more than just the
Skins
Of people in the room,
Someone you couldn't help but like and
Trust
Because
That's just who he was.

That's who he was to me––
And much like him are you.

I get another year with you;
Thank God Merciful for it,
For
I'd hate to have lost
The friend you are
So
Soon.


Submitted: March 16, 2013

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E. J. Rylee

Tee hee...I can guess who this is :P But he is very much deserving of such praise, so I won't tease you for it.

I love the way this flows. I think the fact that I can understand it (being in band myself) is part of it; but then again, perhaps it isn't. You just make your feelings so understandable, which is such a rare quality of authors (most often they just say what they feel, and don't try to 'explain' it).

Also, there might be a typo on the line "Band Durks"...though I do have to say that durks sounds just about as accurate as dorks does :P

Anyway, I loved this. Great work, yet again :D

Sat, March 16th, 2013 7:26am

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Nope, I told my computer to put Durks back :P because that's totally not a pseudo-neologism at all. Lol ;) I'm glad it flows and makes sense :D I had fun with all the obscure bandom references. And thank you for not teasing me, because then I'd have to retaliate, and things would get very Cold, very Warrish, and very fast, and that would just be awkward :P (for the record, I wrote it because he genuinely thought I didn't care at all whether he transferred, when in reality I went all http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/once-upon-a-time/images/32866024/title/emmas-freak-out-face-fanart. Did it sound too.....idk. Too much like I like him?)

Sat, March 16th, 2013 12:42am

Iskah E Shirah

Wow, that intro makes no sense. I'm sorry. Try something like this: 'He said he was transferring; he's not. I told him, "Yay! You'll be here next year." In surprise he said, "I figured you didn't care about my existence." So, to get us all on the same page, I wrote this.' Something like that. I don't know. It might be just as bad as the first one.

Sat, March 16th, 2013 7:27am

Iskah E Shirah

Changing the intro. It really sucks.

Sat, March 16th, 2013 7:47am

Iskah E Shirah

This was the original intro, which I changed. "I know a guy, he's staying in the world I occupy and I'm just delighted, and relieved, and quite a bit sorry that, when I told him so, he was surprised. This is what I really--REALLY--think of him." I'm sorry that it was so terrible, and I crave all of your forgiveness for insulting the writerly craft like that.

Sat, March 16th, 2013 7:50am

bobthebuilder

This is really cool. Quirky and poetic and heartfelt. Big like from me. I wouldn't change a word.

Sat, March 16th, 2013 6:21pm

Author
Reply

Yay! :D thank you very much for your kind comment

Sat, March 16th, 2013 11:32am

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