War and turmoil have always inspired art
But who wants to see bodies on a cart
Or see surgeon cutting soldier's body
To show war's futility in trench or wadi
And so we must now see and hear the news
Of deaths from Corona around the Earth
But artists know people do like this stuff
As if film and news don't give us enough
Some countries are relaxing all the rules
It is not over they must think we're fools
Just wish experts would speak about the drill
As politicians jabber has no worth
So my eyes are like that hawk high in sky
And being prepared lest danger is nigh
Hope I can soon drink a cappuccino
Or a meal in restaurant with some vino
To chat and smile there with lots of others
And trusting people just like my brothers
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I like your wise and original take on the prompt
ReplyDeleteHmmm, that would be nice, but I don't think it will be very soon.
ReplyDeleteI want to disagree with you, but... we both know that would be foolish.
DeleteHello, Robin. I like your picture choice. Had I seen it earlier I might have told about Mrs. Jim's brother being shot down over Italy during WWII. He was buried in a Veterans cemetery over there until his family found him and brought him home to be placed in a New Orlean's grave,
ReplyDeleteI like your poem, makes a lot of sense. Business and people's interests and pleasure have done a price/benefit here and decided we should open even though the numbers keep getting worse. One dead, chances good for one of us seniors, is worth on hour's profit or less or an afternoon of pleasure or one better meal than the food lines are serving.
Our younger (of two) daughter and SIL have been shopping for us. I might go to the drug store though this afternoon.
You might recognize the picture scene in my post, I took it on a Sidney street, Aus. We didn't buy and there was not a lady to visit.
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I prefer street art to the news, Robin, which I turn off when it gets too much. War art from the two world wars is interesting, I remember the posters and paintings at the Imperial War Museum, which had a special style of their own, and the poetry of WW1. I would love to go to for a cappuccino or a meal, and I know just the place when it’s safe to go out again. he wait makes it all the more delicious.
ReplyDeleteI have no probkem with a go slow programme. It is all about a little inconvience for a long term good health
ReplyDeleteThanks for your poem today Robin. Happy you dropped by my blog
Much💚🌎💚love
Oh and here in the US we have a lot of empty jabber in place of actual leadership and safeguards, that's for sure.
ReplyDeleteThis is so poignant. I especially resonate with; "But artists know people do like this stuff/As if film and news don't give us enough."
ReplyDeleteArtists have a way of seizing every opportunity--good or ill--to create their art. That's just the way it is, has been, and probably always will be. Now, if we could just rid the earth of war and disease!
ReplyDeleteThe line about some thinking we're fools gave me pause. Not because I think the words are untrue--heck, I spend half my day ranting about the topic--it made me stop and take a breath because so many people are acting beyond foolish around where I live. They are starting to behave as if the whole thing is over. It's terrifying... and infuriating, too.
ReplyDeleteI would join you for a meal and vino!
ReplyDeleteI think we all long for something so simple as dinner with friends or family in a pleasant restaurant … something we most likely will not take for granted again!
ReplyDeleteNice flowing poem. I liked it. best regards, Hamokine Poet
ReplyDeleteYes, I yearn for the day it will be safe to go out again.
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