Tales of the Wayward Hero and His Life

Tales Of The Wayward Hero And His Life

Under the crispy crust was soil that sang right out of tune
its musical tastes, akin to the weather in late June
its melody came from a broken harp hiding upstairs
most of all the hero loved going to the state fair
with a torn raincoat on and a dear whiskey bottle too
all the while he was broke with his month's rent long overdue
The hero laughed and always said, "Life is for good fun"
Said that too, just before he shot his head with his friend's gun.

Robert J. Lindley, Sept 3rd, 1981
Rhyming short
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Allison Avatar
June 23, 2023 at 3:09 PM
oh gosh Robert I wasn't expecting that ending, loved the vivid imagery throughout the short poem:-) hugs Jan xx
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June 23, 2023 at 2:36 PM
surprise ending to a great poem A+. It saddened me though but that's what we look for poetry to affect our emotions. I feel to laugh, to cry anything just get my attention. You built up a picture and it came to it's inevitable end. Like is said A+
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