A Gift for Me

Here is a list of things to choose from when you consider a gift for me, in the order of their importance: A waterfall – China’s Pearl Waterfall to be exact. Please arrange to have it, preserved and gift wrapped in autumn. A mountain – the taller the better, if you can manage it, my […]

Bring on His Little Princess!

In 1954 when he first came out of the sea and fishermen screamed his name, I alone stood the ground and exchanged lash for lash, rip for rip, gash for gash. And in 1984 when he stepped out of the bay reincarnated, inciting panic and ruin, and citizens ran for their lives, I was there […]

A Barrage of Fire

Lines on the 87th Street, Cleveland house fire of May 21, 2005 Judgment day and God is under the spotlight now. In a great cone-shaped arena with the accused in the pit and the people tiered above Him, gavels in hand, banging out their ire. Two posing questions, robed and pacing, speak for the multitude. […]

Puppetry

Keep Adam from Eve and surely we would attain a world free from wantonness and sin. For our amusement Adam would then look furtively at sheep and goats and show his dominion over them by beating on his chest and swinging wildly through trees, a marionette dangling playfully from his Holiness’ hands, the sorrowful cries […]

Suddenly

When love suddenly dies without reason or call, signs of silence break ties, breaths no longer rise, but forever fall. And love, unrequited and forbidden, fades on one face, yet, on the other free-flowing but hidden, flourishes without trace. Carried on waves of radiant light, love grows, till by sheer will her life force ignites, […]

Applesauce

From a forgotten era, next to the dented trash bin, a sturdy old shovel and rake slants against the interior garage wall. An a-frame ladder is overhead and metal pails, now rusted and see-through, are stacked in a swelled corner. The faded memories of youth when fruits were cherished and vermin-free. And under the red-dappled […]

Evil Merely

Evil merely exists to set good on the right path. (C) Adrianne Quinlan

The Smell of Money

What would Euclid say to this bit of knowledge? That his name is synonymous with the stink of Millionaire’s Row. Then and now; it’s still smells the same; one hundred years makes little difference. From a land open to nobility where the poor feared to tread, to an empty wasteland from where the wealthy fled. […]

21st Century Negotiations II

The she lion may not cuff a troublesome juvenile hyena found harassing her cub. Even an open mouth snarl causes her to be suspect. When in Rome and the 21st century you must roll with the punches. The give-and-take of eyes will not do. You must call on miracles to make justice see through the […]

A Heart’s Plea II

A bit of sun-shine, I plea, to enter a promising day. Yet, sadly, I find my world, but blind, and deepest gray. Appear, and give me sweet light, my love, That I may leap to day’s first flight, and soar with thee, one, together to meet the heaven’s night. © Adrianne Quinlan, March 27, 2012