Drifting 'Long the River

*Note: I wrote this poem for English class. We were reading Huckleberry Finn and were assigned to do a creative project on it. So, I wrote this poem about the book. This poem is written from Huck's point of view, so there are many grammar errors in almost every part of the poem (that was intentional). I think you will understand the poem better if you've read the book, but if you haven't hopefully you will find some meaning in it.



I reckoned I ought have live free on the river.
Betwixt wild water's waves and shy skys of stars,
I warn't fearing no danger nor lonesomeness nether.
I was a long gone soul drifting 'long the river.

Scheming in the steamboat wreckage, the thiefs plotted
to take another’s life for their own greedy needs.
Now trapped, they wait to be saved, long to be spotted.
I seen some long gone souls drifting 'long the river.

I were reading Emmeline Grangerford’s poems,
they was all obsessing over death so sadful.
But she gone and died and is now living in ‘em.
I seen a long gone soul drifting 'long the river.

I took quite a great liking to them Grangerfords
but they was all shot and dead togethers one day.
It was 'cause of their name the familiars warred.
I seen some long gone souls drifting 'long the river.

I heared old drunken Boggs, yelling threats just like Pap’s.
He would had gotten long fine had he been sober,
but dies when another man's patience collapsed.
I seen a long gone soul drifting 'long the river.

Dead cold from sickness Peter's turning in his grave
because the world's filled with a lying lot of frauds
who tried to steal his nieces of money they have.
I seen a long gone soul drifting 'long the river.

I took to this here river, escaping problems
to find plenty more belonging to lonesome people.
And in my travelings I knowed many of them.
We was all long gone souls drifting 'long the river.