Nora K. Loyd
Unresolved
|What's worse than unrequited love
Is love repressed and unexpressed,
Returned but unresolved.
Once I loved a friend who, I knew,
Did not think of me as more than that.
Though painful, I was able to move on
By telling him, by facing harsh reality--
I lost a friend, but kept my sanity.
As one from slumber wakes
|As one from slumber wakes and is dismayed
To find a lover gone, no
Not gone, for that was but a dream,
Does he look back across the years and sigh
For what was lost, for what had never been?
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],
