Secrets (an acrostic poem)


She wanted to bare her essence, her soul

Embracing her truth before setting it free into the world

Cauterizing the cuts those words caused by her clutching them so desperately tight

Releasing them would allow so much healing to enter

Except she just couldn’t do it.  She screamed as she hugged them tighter

The idea of giving up her truth and being naked, of needing to find a new truth

She would be an open window, an empty container, a person without value, a woman without …

Flour (an acrostic poem)


Flowers were nice and all

Letting you show that you care

Oh, but that is so trite and common

Unusual gifts will demonstrate you care that much more

Really you should give her a loaf of freshly baked homemade bread

Tall (an acrostic poem)


The height of hypocrisy was laid bare before them in all its naked glory

As they tried to figure out what tale to use to spin a cloak of fool’s gold over everything

Long into the night they schemed and wove their lies together until they were transparent and glorious

Letting them unleash their creation proclaiming the emperor is clothed

Charles in Charge

Charles watched at the courtyard in his apartment complex.  The kids from 201B were once again playing some mashup between soccer and dodgeball.  They had brought in a few of the other kids from around the neighborhood and now they played in full teams of six.  It made Charles proud that he had developed the game and gave it to the oldest boy, Marcomb.  Marcomb would make a great leader one day, unless he died because of some random gang violence.  Charles would have to keep watch over the boy and make sure that didn’t happen.  It would be a waste to give something to the world and then watch it evaporate in a puddle of spilled blood.

Charles next took out his binoculars and looked up and across the way at apartment 520.  At least Charles was pretty sure that was the number.  It didn’t really matter.  He was already working his ways to make sure that Levi would be leaving sooner rather than later.  Levi just didn’t get it.  Charles had tried explaining again and again that even though Levi lived on the fifth floor, that he should either close the drapes, or leave his clothes on.  Charles hated the sight of Levi’s tattooed naked torso.  Charles focused the binoculars.  Yep, naked again.

Charles pulled out his cell phone and called Mrs. Gonzalez.  Lidia needed to know about this.  The phone rang five times and Lidia never picked up.  Charles was ready to leave a message, but the lady voice on the message told him that Lidia’s voicemail was full.  Of course it was.  She never took his messages anymore.  She was so caught up with “other things”.  What could be more important than making sure Levi pranced around with some clothes on, for goodness sake.

Charles checked one more time through his binoculars.  Yep, still naked.  That boy needed some shame.  For a moment Charles thought about confronting the man on his own, but then remembered that the last time he talked to Levi about it, Levi called the cops.  It took all of Charles’ powers to not have his binoculars taken.  Good thing the nice officer decided to let him off with a warning.  Unfortunately Charles had to report the man for not showing his badge properly when he visited.  Charles could understand the officer’s frustration since he was wearing a uniform, but Charles pointed out so many people wear those things to get favors.  That meant Charles had to be sure.

The sound of glass breaking brought Charles’ attention back to the courtyard.  All the children were scattering like cockroaches in a microwave.  Charles pointed his binoculars and saw one of the juveniles had put the ball through Lenny’s window.  Charles chuckled.  That had to have happened like ten times.  He would feel sorry for Lenny, but Lenny was such a loaner.  It would do Lenny good to talk to the officer who would respond.  Maybe Charles could catch the guy when he visited Lenny and ask him to check in on Levi.  Charles looked at Levi’s apartment again.  Yep, still naked.

Charles heard the sound of a police siren in the distance.  It was good to be the king.