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Wednesday, April 11, 2018

2018 PAD Challenge - Day 11, Warning

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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  1. Warning Will Robinson! Warning! Danger! (Lost in Space)

    Be 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






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    1. 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.

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    2. I wondered it anyone would catch that... listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Paul Revere..

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    3. Nice 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.

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    4. nice one bonita. who wants to rule the world anyway...imagine the amount of paper work involved - love and peace - paul.

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  2. Secrets slither down
    hallways 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."

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    1. okay..that verse gave me chills... not sure why but it did

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    2. How can the marrow be prepared? I guess my definition is different from yours. Great poem keeps on getting greater!

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  3. Warnings and admonitions

    Do 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.

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    1. always try to break the rules tash, just don't get caught ssssshhhhh ha ha - love and peace - paul.

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    2. sometimes warnings are just another persons fear and need to be ignored or we would never experience life or have adventures

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    3. That's the message, as you perceived.

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  4. Just to say Friend Paul Fowler's health has not been the best and he hopes to be back tomorrow.

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  5. look, i don't know if this is in the right section, or not. can't find the comment button. but here goes.

    WELL, 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.





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    1. 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.

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  6. thanks 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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