Poet's Fair Warning...

Challenge from Poetic's Aside, day 11: 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.

Don’t look at me like that

Don’t breathe or speak a word

But don’t say nothing much; you’ll touch

A sentimental chord

Don’t fling wide blue-white sky

Or fill it up with dark

That moonstone to the poet’s eye

Like kindling to a spark

Don’t be so young or old

Or half-way in between

Don’t be so purple, pink and gold

Sea-song aquamarine

…or love or hate or sing

Or sleep, eat, fly or fall

Don’t brood like woods waiting for spring

Or chill winds, autumnal

Don’t smile or shed a tear

Or tell of home, sweet home

Unless you are prepared, my dear

To see it in a poem

© Janet Martin

...last night's 'supper-poem'!