Melted, based on local murder Options

[Guest_Don_*]

MELTED

His grandparents shot in bed;
Both at rest, bloody dead.
Odious sight for a boy of four,
too sick instead to play anymore.

He ran a very long mile
to relay grim reaper’s smile,
“They’re melting,” he implored,
“like ice cream flows on floor.”

For this child also knew
his life was a puddle too.
Now his link to love is loss;
Society assigned a foster boss.


--Don Holmes
1 April 2003

[Guest_Brahms_*]

Fine form, based on 'local weariness' sad with
4/1 April Fool's Date note.

Brahms

[Guest_Don_*]

Hi Brahams,

April fools day was when I got around to writing the piece.  The murder occured a week or two prior.

Thanks again for being a perfect fan.


Don

[Arnfinn]

Hi Don,


Certainly dramatic?

Hmmmmmm...........His grandparents were shot.

Who did it!

He ran a very long mile
to relay grim reaper’s smile,
“They’re melting,” he implored,
“like ice cream flows on floor.”>>>>Was this what the child said........or is it your description?

It sums up gunshot wounds metaphorically.........to a 'T'


Odious sight for a boy of four,
too sick instead to play anymore>>>>>>>>>I get the impression the kid did it playing...... cowboys or something like that?

A poem with a message.

Slick.

Arnie  :troy:  :troy:

[Guest_Zeus˛_*]

Don,
we know it wasn't the butler. This poem would have made a very ironic sidebar in the local newspaper. Child's description of murder.
A subtle piece.
Larry z2

[Guest_Don_*]

Hi Don,


Certainly dramatic?

Hmmmmmm...........His grandparents were shot.

Who did it!

He ran a very long mile
to relay grim reaper’s smile,
“They’re melting,” he implored,
“like ice cream flows on floor.”>>>>Was this what the child said........or is it your description?

It sums up gunshot wounds metaphorically.........to a 'T'


Odious sight for a boy of four,
too sick instead to play anymore>>>>>>>>>I get the impression the kid did it playing...... cowboys or something like that?

A poem with a message.

Slick.

Arnie    

Hi Arnfinn,

The grandparents were parents because a daughter did not want the boy anymore.

They were shot while sleeping by a married son thinking he would inherit a large sum to pay large overdue debt.  He was arrested almost immediately.  

The boy discovered the scene early next morning and ran more than a mile to a school he was attending.  His words were never put into published quotation.  He is reported to have erxclaimed they were melting like strawberry ice cream on the floor.  The melting caught my muse for a verse of record.  

I chose the play part because that is what young boys enjoy most, and his playmates were too sick to play.

Trust this explanation helps a little.

Don