2nd Grade & Why I’m Not Catholic

It's open link night at dVerse! The piece below recounts the actual events of a day at St. James Elementary School in Arlington Heights, IL. 1966, or so.   I flunked a phonics test and Sister Eleanor is scowling like Satan: goose-stepping back and forth, spitting "God Hates You Brats." She doesn't know that God likes [...]

Cruel Eclipse

It's Open Link Night at the dVerse Poets Pub!   Star-crossed and in perpetual orbit: the Moon circling the Earth circling the Sun—your heart beating the rhythm of my soul. Enter the cruel eclipse: spouses, children! (yours, mine never ours). Still, this relentless and unchangeable love, our secret conflagration, longs to burn out loud.  

I Knew

I Knew

It's Open Link Night at the dVerse Poets Pub!   A Rondel is a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats. The first time I met you I knew, I would be foolish to fall in love [...]

Sunshine Sings

Sunshine Sings

It's open link night over at the dVerse Poets' Pub! I've not seen it, but the damp-dirt fragrance of petrichor (that musky mystique!) dazzles my blind mind’s eye. Rain’s shimmer—an almost-sound— splash-dancing thirsty lawns, razored lightening slicing; silencing Thunder’s echoed moans then, Sunshine sings a bow of rain in colors I can hear.