Free

Free

Today the dVerse Poets Pub has tasked us with pouring a powerful spirit poem cocktail. Or go ghostie with it. Get into the spirit of the holidays. Is your muse a restless spirit? Write about it! Use it as an adjective: spiritual, or spirited (lively, full of energy). Spirit can even be a verb: to [...]

A Nanosecond

A Nanosecond

It's Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub! This time our writing prompt is some form of the word crack. ℵ Almost never a sliver of sunlight cracks through the brick-like layer of eternal gloom. For a nanosecond I convince myself that you are at work or the hardware store The accident never happened; [...]

1959

1959

This time when he proposed, the answer was no. No courthouse wedding and honeymoon in Mexico; no house in the suburbs, no little girl with dark, curly hair. And so, my homeless soul hovered elsewhere and waited to be wanted.    

Scapegoat

Scapegoat

From where does the thundercloud come with its black sacks of tears?~ Neruda’s ‘The Book of Questions’ (El libro de las preguntas). Wild broken-hearted tears of lovers lost or never found in the first place. Tears of anger, disappointment frustration and loneliness — desperate tears offered up to Heaven when all else failed — tears [...]