jonathan Juarez

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Bored Dumb - Poem by jonathan Juarez

I remember that the world kept the sky
And for us and for the sky my nights watching
The moons act, and you'd smile all throughout,
Our quiet lights, ringing out lifelike and the sky,
Seemed farther away, as we would laugh at ways
To keep a feeling, notched in the stars slow gaze.
The ways of outside belonged to where we sat,
And we sang of safe hearts and guided eyes prying.
Moaning verses of curses spat on irreverently,
Entangled in the moons endless possibilities.
The summers were warm and he was always sober
And detached, in a mild mannered way calmly,
Strumming stubborn cords slowly, and the song
Had nothing to do with how it sounded, but everything
To do with how it was going to be played
For no reason and every reason all at once, as he
Purposely, played without skill and neglected
His natural talent years beyond mine, as we recorded
Into the night resonating our ideas and passions
In the graceful unity of young visionaries
Of bad music. Or we would argue for an hour
About things way beyond me, and I would say my truths
As if I stood for every reason that stood a chance,
In a time where none of my other friends, had
The slightest concern for what we concerned ourselves
With. It was fun, playing at parks improvising,
And believing in ourselves like it was actually cool.

Comments about Bored Dumb by jonathan Juarez

  • Captain Cur (5/29/2012 5:03:00 AM)

    A powerful introspective ending. The type of poem that makes us all
    think back on that time, that friend or love when everything mattered. (Report) Reply

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  • Patti Masterman (5/16/2012 8:58:00 PM)

    It feels bigger than life, maybe because it's far away now. I lost a friend, and it was five years and more
    ago, but I only found out about it last week. And my time with my friend now seems like centuries ago,
    and it seems more grand and more memorable than it probably was. But time and distance have a
    way of doing that I think, in our memories. I think you two felt whole at that time, and that's what distinguishes
    it now. Because even I felt whole way back when, but I realized I haven't felt that way since childhood, for the most part. This is not a boring piece, no way no how (just FYI) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 27, 2012

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