Monthly Archives: May 2013

“Synesthesia”

Posted on May 30, 2013 by vb guenther

(My interpretation of Victoria Slotto’s challenge on dVersePoets to explore “a neurological condition called synesthesia in which the patient confuses sensation. For example, he may taste a fragrance, or hear a flower….”) I smell the anger on the hand that tastes the … Continue reading →

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“Ready to Blow”

Posted on May 28, 2013 by vb guenther

They’re laughing at me again. I see them. I hear them. I know. They think I’m a geek. Not the good kind. Not the guy who knows all about tech. I’m the one who knows all about nothing. I don’t … Continue reading →

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“Primary Colors of War”

Posted on May 26, 2013 by vb guenther

The horrors of war percolate under the flag of splendor and national wonder. This talk of grandeur encircles our souls as layers of coleur paint over men’s goals. Flush with dead psyches and turbulent hues that glorify fees which leaders … Continue reading →

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“The Chinese Screen”

Posted on May 19, 2013 by vb guenther

The folding screen in the window of the Chinese art gallery is small barely two feet high four feet wide bordered in black top and bottom. It is striking. My eyes roam the surface as I luxuriate in lush brushwork … Continue reading →

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“No Longer An Ordinary Schoolgirl”: A Fairy Tale.

Posted on May 16, 2013 by vb guenther

I pause in front of isolated remnants of Hurricane Sandy’s fury and remember the day Prince Harry came to town. Red-haired and handsome, he looked sad as he surveyed the barren land where homes once stood. I moved in close … Continue reading →

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“Into the Night One Day”

Posted on May 10, 2013 by vb guenther

My sister, her husband, their young children Left us to walk into the night one day. We still don’t know the why, or even when. Their new car was found with his weekly pay On the seat with his cell … Continue reading →

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Sammy, the Gat: “The Feisty Feline Boots Me From The Catbird Seat”

Posted on May 8, 2013 by vb guenther

(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) I hit the tarmac, and my new go-to girl, Cat, and I finally cruise into Casablancaville. ETA minus one. The Feisty Feline boots me from the catbird seat and back-alleys us to a … Continue reading →

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Sammy, the Gat: “Even Wonder Woman Needs A Breather”

Posted on May 8, 2013 by vb guenther

(Sammy, the Gat, is a continuing story.) Turns out the kitten’s moniker is Cat, as in Cat Astrophic, a clothes-shedder from the Big Apple–and an in-business shrink and a black-top-burnin’ MotoGP racer to boot. The beauteous Belinda’s been backstaged. Now, … Continue reading →

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“The Marriage Celebration”

Posted on May 7, 2013 by vb guenther

We pile into The Lincoln stretch. Nine nurses Out on the town Headed for a hotel To celebrate the marriage Of one of our own. We talk We laugh We joke around. “You smell smoke?” The question hangs In the … Continue reading →

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