A warning


from the ABC set Poetry

Yes, there are things that should never be spoken,
But he couldn't help sharing his sweet love token,
A message that talked of dreams in the woods
With the one that he loved, a girl from the hood.

Dear sweetheart I wish that we could be together
I'd kiss you and hold you and love you forever
I'd massage your body and worship your mind
We'd be like ingredients, best when combined

Tomato and basil, aparagus and plum
Rosemary and lamb, chicken breadcrumbs
Honey and lemon, pepper and salt,
Smooth dark chocolate with a sweet whiskey malt

Perfectly paired we'd be as one
Kiss under the moon and dance in the sun
Everyone would smile and say "Look at them
"They must be taking lots of vitamin m..."

He left this love testament up on his screen
Before he could know it, the note had been seen
A wild desparate cry came from his wife
As she ran to the kitchen to find a large knife

She returned to him saying "Is this what you want?
"You who always seemed so nocholant?"
Before our young fool could even protest
She plunged the sharp blade deep into her chest

Blood covered the floor and with tears in her eyes
"Explain that to the kids" and then she died.
Left alone with this new circumstance
He saw he never stood a chance.

He met his sweet children at the school gate
And told them that their mum would be home late
On the way back he gave them some cake
Then a sharp turn and into the lake

They sank to the bottom with confused little cries
Until deep in the water none would survive.
Let this be a lesson to all who test fate
To love what you've got before it's too late.

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Comments

skinner_jennifer | November 24, 2011 - 13:37

Hi Caldwell,

what a tragic poem, but one with a very strong
message, to appreciate what you've got.

Very well told.

Jenny.

Caldwell | November 24, 2011 - 14:28

Thank you Jenny, though it was a hasty ditty and seeing some of the excellent writing here I have some work to do...

Chris