In cold blood

In cold blood

We saw them coming, two socials across the park.
Intent on vengeance, their mouths spew poisonous accusation's,
we are too close to avoid confrontation.
Johnny's fear quickly turns into hysteria as a callused hand wraps it's self around my neck.

Johnny evolved into something savage as memories of past beatings flooded his mind.
Anger, adrenaline and loathing an explosive brew channeled into a sharp switchblade.
My attackers fall sticky, crimson blood flowing.
Fixed glassy eyes stare up at me,
I let out a scream.

Quiet Johnny my best friend, the gangs pet.
Murdered two socials in cold blood.
This is baised on the book "Outsiders." Hopefully I am getting better at poetry. Have a great day.

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BenFranks
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PM me if you write more poetry.

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fiction903
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Thank you all for the reviews. I called them socials instead of socs because I didn't want to confuse anyone. Thank you for the punctuation tips if I turn this in to my English teacher I will implement those changes. Have a great night Fiction. :smt003
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BenFranks
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Hey there!
What a lovely and gripping way to start!

In cold blood
We saw them coming, two socials across the park.
Intent on vengeance, their mouths spew poisonous accusation's

It's so powerful and captivating it really made my day in terms of poetry, so well done. There's the odd bit of punctuation and line tidy up that's been mentioned that I second all of the way and my own personal nitpick is that its not quite experimental enough. Let's have some proper wacky line lengths so this can look truly, truly original.

Keep up the wonders,
Ben

Oh my goodness! I love 'The Outsiders'! As for your poem itself, it was very good. However, they calls them "socs", not "socials", even thought that's what "socials" stands for. However, if you did that to even out the meter, that's fine. Now, you had some technichal errors, and I fixed them in red. An asterisk means I took something out.

In #FF0000 ">Cold #FF0000 ">Blood

We saw them coming, two socials across the park.
Intent on vengeance, their mouths spew#FF0000 ">ing poisonous accusati#FF0000 ">ons,
we are too close to avoid confrontation.
Johnny's fear quickly turns into hysteria as a callused hand wraps #FF0000 ">itself around my neck.

Johnny evolved into something savage as memories of past beatings flooded his mind.
Anger, adrenaline and loathing#FF0000 ">, an explosive brew#FF0000 ">, channeled into a sharp switchblade.
My attackers fall#FF0000 ">- sticky, crimson blood flowing.
Fixed glassy eyes stare up at me#FF0000 ">.
I let out a scream.

Quiet Johnny#FF0000 ">.
#FF0000 ">My best friend#FF0000 ">.
#FF0000 ">The gang#FF0000 ">'s pet.
Murdered two socials in cold blood.



Alrighty! That's I I could find. However, If you want to be accurate, he only killed on Soc. :smt075

Anyway, nice job!

--Dreamy

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taimur Comment

i dont know either about the book nor abt the tragedy....but nice the way u explained evrything.....in the space of last few sentences...howevr, do concontrate on ur spellings n ur tenses...improve on them......

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Apple
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Really well done. I loved the way you explained everything and progressed through into a firm point!

LOVE IT!

Great job!

At first I didn't understand your poem until I got to the end and realized that you were talking about 'The Outsiders'.

I loved this description :D

Intent on vengeance, their mouths spew poisonous accusation's,

This took me awhile to figure out what you were saying, but when I finally made the connection I got it. (I'm one of those weird people that enjoys getting confused)

Johnny's fear quickly turns into hysteria as a callused hand wraps it's self around my neck.

This is a excellent description of getting choked. I like how you put 'callused' in, because most people wouldn't care to much for describing hands. XD

Johnny evolved into something savage as memories of past beatings flooded his mind.


Putting evolved into something savage was a good choice as well, I always hate when people put 'turn into. . .' (I always do that)

But my favorite part is. . .
My attackers fall sticky, crimson blood flowing.
Fixed glassy eyes stare up at me,
I let out a scream.

I love how you put 'fall sticky' to describe them dying. (Genius)
The glassy eyes part is another good way to indicate death.


Over all I like this poem (it's probably not much cause I'm horrible at poetry) but I really do like this!
~Chinchilla



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