Saturday, March 3, 2012


                                     Brenda Bryant



Poor David! Put in perspective
By a clump of towering trees!
Nature has a sneaky way
Of bringing us to our knees.


Never judge a book by it's cover;
Jack Nicholson may be a honey-pot;
It's only when we see him on the silver screen
That we decide that he is not.
He comes over as so abrasive
And a handful in many ways.
His alarming teeth dismay us,
As does his Saturnine gaze.
That may be  just a screen persona;
He may have to pretend like mad;
He may find it hard acting tough-guy;
He may be 'good' playing at 'bad'.
Whereas someone like Jimmy Stewart,
Who came over as a honey-bun,
May have been a thorough bastard
Finding playing at sweet was fun!
He may have kicked the furniture
Before he went on-stage;
He may have been consumed with fits
Of the most unlikely rage!
We tend to believe the portrayal
We see up there on the screen.
I wonder how many alter egos
There have actually been.
'He doesn't look like a criminal'......
How often I've said that,
When it's the TV news time
And a 'crim's' what I'm looking at.
We like things in neat little boxes
And a sense of loss is felt
If people don't look the way they should......
It's hitting below the belt!


21 Wits said...

Absolutely it does, but David is standing in a very lovely spot! I find your poetry writing do darn delightful.....and quite true!

eileeninmd said...

Beautiful capture, I love the trees and David's view . Thanks for sharing, have a wonderful weekend!

CameraCruise said...

Love your shot and poetry!
Thanks for sharing.
Have a great weekend.

Joe Todd said...

Fun post