Pip pip pip pip pip pip
Good morning. Here is the news
and this is Alvar Liddell reading it.
Alvar who? I hear you say.
Why yes, he of the velvet tones
who soothed our nerves
in time of war
in nineteen hundred and forty-four.
“The Allies have landed
a hundred and sixty thousand
troops on the beaches of occupied France,
by sea and air.
The Second Front has begun.”
Before you could say knife,
my Mum had come to life.
She seized the vanman round the waist
and waltzed him round the floor.
It might take time,
in fact it was almost a year,
but life was about to begin again.
The Napo prompt for today takes us from 2015 back to the 1700s. After all, it’s the eighteenth of April, which means that today is the 240th anniversary of the midnight ride of Paul Revere! Today, in keeping with the theme of rush and warning, I challenge you to write a poem that involves an urgent journey and an important message. It could be historical, mythical, entirely fictional, or memoir-ical.