I looked for the hero in the story
it appeared, there might be none.
All the rhetoric of history in its glory
slipped to dark shadows, tumultuously spun.
I read the introduction ushering steps that entwined
of a mystery still hidden somewhere in the misidentified.
On the pages, lines drew me in the narrative benign
until the marked crescendo of the expose' was denied.
The hero had no purpose in this writer's mind
villains, vampires, gluttonous politicians, shepherds all died.
The tombs remain unmarked, with history's ill recorded find
provoking little courage as each embrace the lie.
They held their breath, still the mind and beating heart,
cleanse every question and every thought conjured,
then quietly accept without the courage to start,
fact and truth, deception, outsmarted and squandered.
In the shadows where light fades around the corners
slow and precise, the hero steps slow, then unseen walks away
though the story reached its climax in tears and wails of mourners
heroes, completed tasks, allows the braggart to have his final say.
Categories:
misidentified, analogy, society,
Form: Quatrain
Someone help me
Listen to my plea I beg you
Four walls surround me
I’m imprisoned in a padded cell
Locked up for 24 hours a day
Like a caged tiger in a zoo
I crave daylight
I don’t know if I will ever see my children again
Death would be a viable option …
This is no life; I am like the living dead
I didn’t commit any crime
I shouldn’t be here - a miscarriage of justice
Misidentified by a photo fit image
Whilst the real killer
That evil swine still lurks out there
He must be laughing at my misfortune
Yet he is free to breathe fresh air
To see the sun, feel the wind on his face
Yet I sit alone in isolation, in squalor
Bars on the tiny window, in the door an iron grille
I live in purgatory forevermore
Whilst my twin brother walks free
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Categories:
misidentified, dark, deep,
Form: Free verse
Mushrooms
Mushrooms are fungi that come in many beautiful colors.
Unfortunately, some of them are deadly poisonous.
Some of the deadly mushrooms are similar to edible ones.
Horrible tragedies occur when misidentified mushrooms are eaten.
Rather than eat them, take pictures; leave them to do their job.
Observing and photographing the many colorful species can be exciting.
Organizations exist that sponsor mushroom hunts.
Many people eat only mushrooms from the grocery store.
Safety First: never collect and eat mushrooms unless an expert says, “OK”
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 13, 2010
Poetic form: Acrostic
PLEASE CHECK OUT MY BLOG PHOTOS. There are two views of a mushroom that I cannot
find in a book. Do you know what it is? It has yellow swirls on the top and the stem is bright
burnt sienna. Get this! It lived for months and months!
Categories:
misidentified, food, nature
Form: Acrostic