Poetry and Stories, Janet C. Ro

I am flabbergasted. I can’t stand your mouths flapping. You won’t shut up. You don’t get why you don’t work. And I hate the way you chew. My neck and wrists are swelling, red, tearing. I am flabbergasted. Anything divided by zero equals zero and you don’t know how to live with your nothingness. It’s never nothing to me. I am so flabbergasted. My skin is tearing and I’m still on a leash, so please humor me. I’ve been alone all this time. And I can’t stand that this WON’T WORK! So I’ll punch a hole into your head, With slit eye and hiss Leaving you, flabbergasted too. Like you should be. Like you always are.

The Honey Bee Oh honey bee you buzz so soft Against the summers wind You spread the seeds of beauty So the colors can bloom again Honey bee oh honey bee With honey in my milk The flowers on my tabletop Have petals so like silk Honey bee oh honey bee Where is your queen indeed? You mate with her and give her food In her you plant your seed Your drawn to what is soft and sweet Flowers who cannot move Their posture sweet, compliant Pledging to give you food. Is that what makes your service right What makes your service good? The giving flowers waiting and Always providing food? Your queen awaits you clean her room You make sure that she eats If she dies your family will know A natural defeat Honey bee oh honey bee The world oh so needs you I remember honeybee, my love That you need those flowers too. The Butterfly The butterfly, the butterfly Fought against the wind Flying hard with pretty wings

The Apple A knife went into an Apple. There was juice everywhere. The sweetness of an Apple abounds. With the juice everywhere. The apple got peeled first and its skin lay curled up to the side, done with. So cold, so hard. So cold, so hard… Wanting all of the flesh. Inside of the skin. An apple is reduced to it’s core teethmarks mark the end, of it’s sweetness. the core lays next to its skin, no longer an apple. The Pie Slice and slice and slice, lay in goo, concentrated in the hottest of heats for the perfect amount of time. blanketed. with an occasional hole for air. the intense heat had to abate And you couldn’t help your mouth. from attacking the goo, oozing out from the slits that were made for cooling. The Bruised Apple An apple got tossed rather hard against the bottom of a barrel. She cried out, but the other apples used her to bounce off of t

A Witch in a Sprites Forest Three sprites were gaily laughing by the light of the good moon making the crowd adore them and making all the men swoon But sprites they were and noone could touch them with their left or right so treasured they were for their lives that showed their spritely might. Betty was a spinner and she had great hair of gold she brushed it a thousand times a day she did! so truth be told- Angela was a singer but so shy she never spoke it was assumed aside from song her voice was merely broke Lily was a dancer and she danced so well indeed she could run and move with so much grace and unbelievable speed The sprites had one great mission that they were so adorned they had to feed and protect a magical unicorn. The unicorn stood small in its stall a baby in it’s right. Growing by the nurturing of their spritely might. The unicorn did slowly grow and he did laugh and sing his purpose w

Angel sees Sprite An Angel hung from heaven just above the stormy sea he saw a Sprite sing from a branch of an elderly oak tree She sang a tune so lovely that he fell from heaven’s limb wanting to be part of her lonely moaning hymn oh Fairy, little Sprite I see tell me will you be mine? I heard your broken heart cry yes I heard your saddened whine Angel looked around her and saw the coming change he rescued her from the trees branch before the wind could maim The air was turning inside out the ground was heaving up the water stirred so heavy- the volcanoes would erupt The fire lept up from the ground, the water surged forth hard Sprite hung so frightened from her tree her escape became barred So Angel gave up heaven and he flew to save his Sprite He sheltered her between his wings and flew with all his might Who are you? she asked in breaths for now she couldn’t breathe the changes all around her