Go ahead
Figure it out
The world is waiting.
Hell, I’m waiting
When I should be
Solving the current existential crisis.
While I get my pedicure
What color will it be this month
Make me blue, Make me blush
Hush, whisper me a prayer,
No, it’s Sardonic, and I know it.
What are you doing during this political unrest?
Are you shopping or rallying
Dilly or dallying,
Silly Sally, make me a rhyme
Rhyme it with time, before I get behind
Or become resigned to my fate.
The Mad Hatter is running backwards in circles
While looking at his pocket watch
He’s going to crash, wait—into that gate.
Yup, like I said, it’s fate.
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C. S. De Dona
Author, Poet, Photographer, domestic violence survivor, and naturalized immigrant, Cornelia is currently an Arts and Letters member of The Southwest Florida Branch of The National League Of American Pen Women.
Cornelia lived in Kaneohe, Hawaii, for thirty-six years. Also, seven years in the Mid-Hudson Valley of New York. She now resides in North Fort Myers, Florida.
Her poems and photography are published in print, online, and in Rain Bird, a literary and art journal of the University of Hawaii's Windward Community College (2008-2013).
In 2013, Cornelia received Rain Bird's Kolokolea Poetry Prize for her poem, "Speaking French."
In 2016, her chapbook "Hawaiian Time," entered in the National League of American Pen Women's Vinnie Ream contest, was awarded third place in their inaugural multi-discipline category.
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