From Robert Lee Brewer:
For today’s prompt, write a report poem. I know, I know: Writing a report sounds about as far away from poetry as flying is to a penguin, but many poems report on a moment or an instance or a scene. In your poem (or poems) today, report on something big and important or small and inconsequential (or small and important–or, well, you get the idea).
Secrets 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.
Why now?" she laments,
purses her red lips, turns her
red dress to the wall.
She slumps, a spider
luring prey, feels arms surround,
capture completed.
"Let's eat some pizza
before it gets cold. Then you
must hear my report."
hmmmmmmmmmm, spiders and pizza...nice mix...I love the way this is forming!!! What fun!!! :D
DeletePizza, Pizza, Pizza, is that all she thinks about??? I hope its satisfactory and doesn't give her indigestion.
Deletejust come from the finest pizza shop in the city and it serves belgian lager....nice - love and pizza - paul.
Deletewell... i ate the pizza now give me your report!
ReplyDeleteIt came a few times a year
ReplyDeletethat day we all dreaded to see
what would our report card say
would we get and A or B or C?
Ah, how we sweated that day
take our cards home for parents to see
what would they have to say
if you got an A or B or C?
Or maybe you got a D and would pray
your parents might go blind and not see
and wouldn't have anything to say
when you didn't get an A or B or C.
You promise to study hard - no horseplay
and bring up that grade - just wait and see
then forget about it until next report card day
did you get an A or B or C?
Get a D and get grounded for a month...I always dreaded the report card. Good job on the poem! Great take off on the prompt!!
DeleteOr you could do what Vinny did every year and "lose" his report card after the first marking period. They'd give him a new one onto which he'd forge Dad's signature, and fill out the old one himself for Mom and Dad to see. ... And I hate to admit it these days, but I love report card day. Sigh...
DeleteWell, my parents were actually quite sympathetic...Lucky Me!
Deleteor you could just not go to school and get your mate to do a fake report card. then leave when you are fifteen with a naughty woman - of course i would never do anything like that eeerrrr - love and peace - paul.
Deletemany animals on our earth
ReplyDeleteare destined for extinction
their habitats are being destroyed
by humans who are taking over their homes
one such animal is the peaceful herbivore
the Sumatran elephant, who deposits seeds
where ever they roam, contributing
to a healthy ecosystem for other species
the slaughter of elephants
is usually for their ivory tusks
or for big game hunters seeking trophies.
there used to be thousands on the island
between hunters and modern development
there are now about 2,000 left
many are being trained to "work"!
the land where they live grows smaller
this report is based on information
obtained in 2002. Many feel that camp life
and poor health is not beneficial
and the lives of the Sumatran elephant are...
STILL THREATENED, BY HUMANS
Yes, so sad. As a poem I find it a bit prosy, but considering we're doing one daily that doesn't leave much room to edit. LOL.
DeleteWell said, my friend, and a sadder story there is none.
Deletethe last male northern black rhino died. there are still two females left, but that's the end and polar bears are drowning, 'cos the arctic is melting....uh-hu!
Deletethis is so sad.... such a beautiful and magnificent animal destroyed because African men think the tusk has powers to give them bigger erections... sigh
ReplyDeleteThe Report
ReplyDeleteThe young lieutenant saluted
"Report," his captain said,
"I am the last of my whole troop
the others all are dead."
"Our site was overtaken,
it could not be defended,
I am the last," the young lad said
"and my report is ended."
His grievous wound o'er took him
"Alas," the captain said,
but the young lad did not hear him,
he fell to the floor stone dead.
"Oh woe to the callous generals
with hearts so very cold
who kept my troops maintaining
a position they could not hold.
"I can no longer do this."
He took his gun in hand
and joined his young lieutenant
in a better fairer land.
The cold and callous generals
were safely nowhere near
when the loud report resounded
with no one there to hear.
Wow! Powerful and compelling. And yes, apt.
Deleteit reminded me of a first world war poem. yes. dark for you tash - love and peace - paul.
DeleteThis poem is fantastic!!! So well written and so visual and so dramatically realistic!!!! I loved it!!!
Deletei like the old style of this one...makes you think of the revolutionary war and other wars of that period. nicely done!
DeleteThank you , one and all, I appreciat your kind comments. For some reason I was inspired by a line from an old poem "smiling the boy fell dead" it's from a poem by Robert Browning...one of my great favorites: Incident at the French Camp. Always loved his poetry. I've even read his novel in verse! The Ring and the Book.
DeleteA bit grim, for me, today, though all too apt.
ReplyDeletethis poem is technically on time as england is 5 - 7 hours ahead of america.
ReplyDeleteREPORT ON HUMAN RIGHTS
" know your rights. all three of them " - the clash.
U.N. report on human rights
eeeerrrrr sorry, there aren't any rights anymore
they all got lost in some pointless war
and silly little oil fights
hope this report doesn't give you sleepless nights
signed - united nations secretery general
hey!! maybe it ain't all terrible.
losing all your rights is terrible!!! great take on the prompt!!!
Deletelove it! nicely done and you say so much with so few words.
DeleteGood one, Paul, well said and so true, alas!
Deletethanks wolfie. lost all my rights for a while, but i'm back with a vengence now. oh yeah!
Deletesometimes....well most of the times i talk too much bonita. just made a mistake with my talking. don't worry, i didn,t invade syria, or nothing. it wasn't me. honest ha ha - love and reports - paul.
Deletethanks tash. truth can be harsh - love - paul.
Deletethanks tash. " you have the right not to be be killed, unless it is done by a police man, or an aristocrat " - the clash.
ReplyDelete- be careful out there - paul.