The Follies of Youth (?)

• Artist: caramelancholique
• Description: I felt like writing something nostalgic from many, many years ago. When I was a kid (or at least a younger kid), I got in trouble a lot. I was still un-medicated and I've forgotten how many times I've ridden in a police car. In this poem, I wasn't the one in trouble this time. I'm calling it 'The Follies of Youth' because that's the only thing that comes to mind.
• Date: 05/22/2009
• Tags: follies youth backpack sister police

Once,
When I was younger,
My sister threw my backpack
Into the street.

A police officer
Came by,
Chewed her out,
And told her to say 'sorry'.

He was a nice man.
I think he was balding.
I remember,
Being picked up by him...
A few times.

The interior of a cruiser
Is something
I became familiar with
At an early age.

It was very nice,
The guy was fun to talk to,
But he would never share
His thin-mints.

He loved Girl-Scout cookies.

-note:
*The original poem didn't have a title, if you don't like the title I've come up with (I know I don't), just deal with it..
*Don't plagiarize or copy without permission from the writer (moi).
*Comment nicely. : )

Comments

[AstralCzarina]

I've never been in a police car....

[Polly Lollipop]

It's prose and it has it's own rhythm. That's why it's a poem. And I like it.

[final scene]

no offense but I dont see how it's a poem. its basically a story in poem format. (other than that I liked it xb

[Caesura Caelum]

I liked it a lot! biggrin ... though actually i have experience in police cars as well for personal reasons i would like to remain unknown. but it was a great poem btw, 5/5 :3