Sour Grapes


That I take umbrage

would be insufficient a description

of behavior that fuels fires

burning beneath my cauldron

red-hot with rage

How my blood boils

incited by accusations uttered

by those who only know

abuse of power while collecting

souls of the naïve

Speaking from both sides of

one mouth, they condemn freely

while encouraging deceit openly

Daring the concourse to slip and

disavow the immorality of the innocent

And so I bide my time

knowing the day has not come

Ah, but the secrets I hold

Have they forgotten?

Not all mice are blind

I will sit in my corner

nibbling on sour grapes

so sweet, so right

letting these fruits of justice ripen

until it’s time to uncork that bottle

photo: mine

prompt: The Daily Post – Disappointment


  1. Great piece. I love the ending lines, ” letting these fruits of Justice ripen / until it’s time to uncork the bottle” reminds me of Edgar Allan Poe and the story ‘Cask of Amantillado.’ Not as creepy, but the waiting of Justice to be given, to weigh the scales, and reveal truth.

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