Nora K. Loyd
Solstice Sky
|The fabric of the twilight sky:
Quilted with clouds,
Cross-stitched with con trails,
Tie-dyed in pastels
From pink to green to blue.
On this longest, coldest night
A warm receiving blanket
Prepared for an anxiously awaited Child.
The day the Twitterhood Quiz died (or at least the generator went out)
|There once was a Lady Linnet
Who sailed over seas wild and wet
Then she got on Twitter
And left tweeple bitter
When her generator died
and @GLITTERSTARZ took over the quiz
and @phyllismufson arbitrarily won
[then @deucehartley showed up late
and arbitrarily won but
Still wouldn't wear the tiara],
Schlendrian's Daughter
|What I fool I was!
So many years without you—
Yet you were there, patiently waiting for me.
I suppose there was a part of me that always desired you,
But never thought it could work.
I was prejudiced, disdained you,
I called you bitter,
Even said you smelled bad.
But once I gave you a chance
You won me over quickly—
Appendix: Naming Conventions
|Since a high school Latin class, I have been giving my pets Latin surnames, usually descriptive of the animal, but not always. (Disclaimer: I only got to take one semester of Latin, many years ago, so I could make embarrassing blunders without realizing it.
