Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – “Harbinger” (posted by SarahSouthwest)
“As I walked up the lane yesterday, I saw some green spikes poking through the soil in my neighbour’s trough. “Ah!” I thought. “Harbingers of spring!” – because I’m a poet, after all, and that’s how we think, isn’t it?
And definitely how we talk.
“It got me thinking about the word “harbinger”. It’s not one you hear very often, and while technically you could harbinge(?) anything, in my head you only get harbingers of spring and harbingers of doom.”
“Tonight, I want you to write about a harbinger. Maybe of spring, maybe of doom. Maybe of something else – the moment you had an inkling that this person might be attractive, the moment you realised you quite enjoyed this hobby that took over your life, the first little sign of pregnancy…sometimes we don’t realise how significant a moment is until we are looking back at it, and then we realise – aha! – that was the start of it all.”
There he is, sweet talkin’
a friend of mine. So, gossip
’bout him is true. What to
do? Walk up to them, start
a scene. No, ’cause when I
get worked up and scream,
tears well up, then I get frustrated.
I turned a deaf ear before,
not any more. This is my
wakeup call. She’ll soon
see his untrue colors.
Ah, the hard truth…felt the tension.
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Thanks, VJ!
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Welcome!
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You reap what you sow.. And you are sowing contentment. Its all yours.. Nice write.
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Thanks, Violet!
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Warning signs ignored can get us into trouble. I hope she realizes before she gets hurt.
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Sometimes it takes a more blatant warning to wake up.
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I love the voice. And I love that slight twist – his “untrue colours” – perfectly done. Lots of warnings here.
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Thanks, Sarah!
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Any wake-up call is a harbinger that may have been around for a while but now we finally see it.
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Sometimes, we do not want to look. Very true, Frank.
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He is a cad…..no doubt about it. Untrue colors indeed. A man who wears a coat of many colors and none of them are truth. Great write.
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Thanks, Lillian!
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I wonder if a warning helps… somehow it’s often read the wrong way.
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How about if I as a man came up and said to him so the every girl heard
Your are so good at flirting with ladies… is that your tenth this month?
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Hah!
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I think when you’re in you teens, you are usually right in your assessment.
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“The start of it all!” Wonderful poem.
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Thanks, Annell!
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Very engaging write Sara, expose the poser…
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Yes indeed! Thanks, Rob.
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somethings come to the surface eventually
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As they should.
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Great post and good read. Lies always surface. https://noelliesplace.com/2017/10/05/liar-liar-pants-on-fire/
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They do pop up! Thanks, Noellie!
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