Dare
Have you ever taken a dare and won?
Or was it just all in fun? I did.
I dared when I was on the run,
not from the police, or it's pun.
But to places new under the sun,
places you want to be with your hon.
Don't worry about time or mon.
When you're dead, it's over and done.
So I dare you to get out of your cage.
Regardless of your station, or your age.
There's more to life than poetry.
Have you ever really, hugged a tree?
Have you ever felt, the wind in your face?
As you reach your peak and won the race?
Have you ever stared down a bear,
knowing that he could feel your fear?
Felt the smooth strength of a snake,
as calm as the waters of a secluded lake?
Stared at the stars in the moonless sky,
and asked yourself the question, Why?
Are you here except for the dare,
without a challenge, you'll never get there.
So, I dare you to act before it is too late,
be the first out of your starting gate.
And report back to all what you have done,
for there is so much to do under the sun.
Copyright 2012 © Ronald W. Hull
11/15/12
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I have a poem entitled " Dare", but it does not require nearly as much courage as yours.
Perhaps you can read it someday and let me know your thoughts.
Continued success/
Barbara J. Henry
The rhythm and flow had me literally on my toes. Each and every word exhaling energy and adventure.
May your quill continue to soar!
With Respect,
Carol Phelan Aebby
Chip
then go out and do it
do something, risk something
there's nothing more to it.
Without a challenge, you'll never get there" and it's so very true, Ronald!
I suffice it to say many of
us have dared to do things we
ought not do... but it is the
spice of life :)
Love and Light
Lily
Anna
Blessings,
Christine
The like of hugging a tree I can relate to, when I meander in the forest and feel amazed and in awe, if I could catch a rabbit, pheasant... I'd hug those, it is such a great feeling to be awake and aware.
Indeed, many will walk out of this life and wish they had tried.
You have me on the starters blocks... ...whoooooosh!
Take care,
Sherry
Regis
given them too..and survived
to live life doing some things
such as you mentioned..but to
consider it all when writing
my poetry, so all is not lost
Lady Vivian
You have expressed some thoughts to ponder...
well done.
Myrna
Have you ever really, hugged a tree?
Have you ever felt, the wind in your face?
As you reach your peak and won the race?
Have you ever stared down a bear,
knowing that he could feel your fear?
Felt the smooth strength of a snake,
as calm as the waters of a secluded lake?
Stared at the stars in the moonless sky,
and asked yourself the question, Why?
Thankfully, I have done all of those things, and I hope to do them again. And you've inspired me to post a poem this morning entitled 'The Wild Bunch.'
Bound & gagged by conformity never fit me
Unchained more than a melody
Vickie
Love ya!
Jane
"Have you ever stared down a bear,
knowing that he could feel your fear?"
No, Ron, and I hope I never will.
"Felt the smooth strength of a snake,
as calm as the waters of a secluded lake?"
No, Ron, hell no, and I hope I never will.
Everything else is just living and getting by. I have busted loose my cage (Midland, Texas, statue of limitations covers that now) and run amok, and as I did I have hidden behind a tree and I have felt the wind in my face standing beside the road with my thumb out, sometimes staring at the stars and yes, asking why.