Sister for Bo
I will forget the
Fat redheaded nurse who stole your
Ghiradelli chocolates,
And the doctor who paid for his
Porsche on your heartache and
Howls will be old mail:
Simply gone.
I will take the blackness that
Coiled in and out of your bones and
Cast it, pockets weighed down with
Stones, into the sea:
When I am old,
I will remember only
Your hand clasping mine, long ago.
I will remember that your fingers were
Steeples.
Rhonda Poynter has recently had poetry, essays, flash fiction and other writing published through Triggerfish, vox poetica, Sleet, Red Fez, Subprimal Poetry Arts, Houseboat, Poetry Pacific, The Lake, Ekphrastic, Soliloquies Flash Anthology, and other journals, anthologies and newspapers. Her second collection of poetry, Borrowed Time, is pending a late 2016/early 2017 release.