The Determined Bride

RDP SATURDAY: COMMENCE

I have been riding since the Spring

into the Summer

my black heart stilled in grief.

 

When will I reach

Fall

the cruel lover

who has left me behind?

 

Will he remember me?

Celebrate me?

Be ready for me

when I find him

this

Halloween?

 

 

My Clock With Broken Hands

RDP Friday: TRANSITION

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From an embrace to a kiss

then

to muscle and bone

to a beating heart to fingers to a spinal column

a Galaxy of promise waiting to be born.

 

To a student, to a traveler to defeat and despair

to the good days when the air smells good

 and my  face hurts from laughing.

 

From heartbeat to pulse

am I just a collection of moments  wrapped in  skin?

 

From sleeping to dreaming to waking

my clock with broken hands  tries to keep time

and it will, like it’s supposed to

until

it

just

stops.

 

 

And Nothing But The Truth

RDP Thursday: DINKUM

 

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This is her truth:

The reason Public School lunches are a failing program is because  Michelle Obama made the schools serve fresh fruits and vegetables.

This is his truth:

I don’t know why they  are complaining about racism now. We have always had problems with racism. But the Democrats think if they get them upset they’ll vote for Democrats.  You know how bad it is? The Democrats are hiring coyotes to bring Mexicans up on a election day to vote.

This is my truth:

I think that the asteroid that wiped out the dinosaurs showed up 66 million years to early.