
Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk
Harbinger of Doom
She’s full of words of wisdom
Of doubt there is no room
But don’t you dare to call her
A harbinger of doom
She’ll see the likely pitfalls
And know when dangers loom
But that would never make her
A harbinger of doom
Some go through life too blissful
With head up in the sky
They’re going to get in trouble
And stumble by and by
They don’t hear wonky bearings
They don’t see curtain dirt
They may have made it so far
But surely they’ll be hurt
They heat up food they’ve frozen
All unaware of bugs
Let guests inside their front door
With muck upon their rugs
They will insist on hankies
Despite the risk of germ
They never check their car tyres
But one day they will learn
They’ll come a mighty cropper
When down some road they zoom
And wish that they had heeded
That harbinger of doom.