From Robert Lee Brewer:
For today’s prompt, write a warning poem. Warnings can be found everywhere: on the labels of medicine, in the speeches of leaders, and in the advice of parents. Even stories and poems have been known to harbor warnings.
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Warning Will Robinson! Warning! Danger! (Lost in Space)
ReplyDeleteBe careful my children
You may get what you ask
Ruling the world
Is a monumental task
No matter how much
You discuss and debate
There will be wars
And there will be hate
You can march for change
You can march for peace
But take heed my children
Conflicts will never cease
There will always be anger
There will always be fear
Listen my children
So my words you here
Be careful my children
You may get what you ask
Ruling the world
Is a monumental task
I LOVE this, especially your indirect reference to Paul Revere's ride. Yes, every revolution has its costs and all the work to be done after. It's like fairy tales aren't the end of the story, there's always that castle, waiting to be cleaned.
DeleteI wondered it anyone would catch that... listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Paul Revere..
DeleteNice play there, two kinds of warnings in one! Clever girl! I believe conflict resolution needs to be taught from Kindergarten to graduation senior year. It would change this country for good.
Deletenice one bonita. who wants to rule the world anyway...imagine the amount of paper work involved - love and peace - paul.
DeleteSecrets slither down
ReplyDeletehallways concealed by doorways
eclipsed by shadows.
Her red lips, red hair
red dress, shimmer in dim light
as the door opens.
"Stop," she cautions, then
views the intruder, smiles
with invitation.
Case of mistaken
identity, so like him,
she discerns too late
it was not bright, door
unlocked, unprotected. One
can intrude unheard.
"Pizza?" he inquired.
Pepperoni, sausage. Smells
waft across the room.
Memories flood her
senses, family dinners,
Friday gatherings.
"So like your father,"
she says, "thought you were a ghost
come back to haunt me."
"I battle that ghost
each day." her visitor puts
forth. "He's never gone."
A good deal of time
has passed since their last meeting
yet they do not touch.
"You should, could, have warned,
prepared my marrow for this
abrupt reunion."
okay..that verse gave me chills... not sure why but it did
DeleteHow can the marrow be prepared? I guess my definition is different from yours. Great poem keeps on getting greater!
DeleteWarnings and admonitions
ReplyDeleteDo I heed the warnings
Or do I break the rules,
which way go the wise folk,
which way go the fools?
My fate is my fate
if I do or I don't…
best decide for myself
if I will or I won't.
Mistakes aren't so bad
when we're willing to learn
for valuable lessons are
nothing to spurn.
Guidance is given
to those who can hear
when carefully followed
there's nothing to fear.
Warnings are given
to help us to see
how to grow into
the best we can be.
always try to break the rules tash, just don't get caught ssssshhhhh ha ha - love and peace - paul.
Deletesometimes warnings are just another persons fear and need to be ignored or we would never experience life or have adventures
DeleteThat's the message, as you perceived.
DeleteJust to say Friend Paul Fowler's health has not been the best and he hopes to be back tomorrow.
ReplyDeletelook, i don't know if this is in the right section, or not. can't find the comment button. but here goes.
ReplyDeleteWELL, I WONT BE EATING THAT AGAIN
we live a lie like the truth it was
because........because........because
we need to
spend most of our time doing things we dont want to do
cheeseburger with medium fries at burger king? i wouldn't recommend it
i'd rather suck on a dead witches tit
warning!!! warning!!! red alert
a radioactive woman has entered my life
this is gonna hurt
more stress and strife.
yes you did...it is not a comment button but a blank space that says add comment.... i like the last verse and as you already know did not care for the second line in the verse above the last one.
Deletethanks bonita. i know you didn't like that line, but i don't edit. sorry...i might burn it, but i wont edit it - pussy cat purrs - paul.
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