Fiction Friday: Micropoetry Based on the Novel

“Thou shalt have no other gods before me.”  (Exodus 20:3)

David was my temple,
and at his altar,
I worshipped—
for he was neither spirit nor stone,
but warm flesh,
and a heart deceitful above all things.

In His Name,
much evil had been done.
In the name of love,
such had been done with me.

Twas when I became a Saint,
I learned that the glory of God
is intelligence,
for He knew all there was to know.

1999 was the summer of love,
the spring of a new life,
the autumn of my girlhood,
and the winter of my childhood.

I was harvested from the sand
by God, to become a star,
only to fall from Heaven once more.

Logline for Because of Mindy Wiley An Irish-Catholic girl coming of age in the Deep South during the New Millennium finds her family splintered when two Mormon missionaries come to her door, their presence and promise unearthing long-buried family secrets, which lead to her excommunication and exile.

Micropoetry Monday

Hope was the diamond merchant’s daughter—
rough, uncut, & in need of a fitting;
then came Pearl, & Hope became a diamond solitaire.

Barren,
Sara let him go.
His new wife was her Hagar,
for when she died,
Sara was Mom, not Aunt.

Poverty, Obedience, & Chastity:
1 person, 3 personalities.
When Faith & Hope got pregnant,
Chastity had to change her name.

She was childless, & yet childfree.
Everything she was, she wasn’t because of someone,
but because of the lack of someone.

Three junkyard dogs, a liar, & a Socialist
all wanted the same thing.
It was beautiful.