The Heroes All Around Me

It was declared, time to write
Of a hero and a deed.
I sat a while and pondered
Upon my trusty steed.

I have no epic story to tell
About the one who saved the day.
Before me mediocrity
So on my steed I stayed.

Fingertips poised gracefully
On all the lighted keys,
Waiting for the spark of life
To pluck words from the breeze.

But none did come and so I sat
Longer than an hour,
Thinking on what wonderment
Would make sweetness from this sour.

I clicked a link and wandered off
To see what others had created.
Perhaps I could glean greatness
If my mind was satiated.

What I found was passion
Pouring out from every page.
Line after line of rhythm and rhyme,
Words broken free from their cage.

And these people who would share
From the depths of their very soul,
Are a light upon a path
Leading right up to my goal.

They have taken a leap of faith,
They have their hearts exposed,
They have trusted in each other,
With the thoughts they have disclosed.

They are united in their passion,
They are selfless with their sharing,
They are not afraid of what others think,
And support with kind words and with caring.

Still sitting on my trusty steed
My fingers begin to dance,
Writing words about these strangers
And this very circumstance.

Soon the mediocrity of life has melted,
And the heroes have been revealed
It’s a tale worthy of a ballad
And with this my fate is sealed.


This post was inspired by the Writing 201 (Day 6) Prompt: Hero(ine), Ballad, Anaphora/Epistrophe.

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