What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

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Sonnets From Other Lives: Constance


In the dark arts of Magical Thinking
Constance is a Sorcerer First Class.
We see her now clandestinely drinking
her third luncheon Martini. She will pass
unnoticed by her supervisor
through the gauntlet of the office staff
to her cubicle with no one wiser.
Cloaked in invisibility, she laughs
at danger, blunders, gaffes & unpaid bills.
Hakuna matata . She is sure she
can use her potion powered magic skills
to achieve invulnerability.
But the Dark Arts still present some risk.
At 2:15 she’s snoring at her desk.

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