Rhonda C Poynter is a professional freelance writer whose work has been published in more than 700 magazines, journals, and anthologies and she has just completed a collection of her poetry. Rhonda is widowed and lives in California with her son Gannon Blue. They have lived throughout the USA and in 3 countries but their hearts remain loyal to their Chicago roots.
Lighting a Candle for My Father on the Anniversary of His Death
By Rhonda C Poynter
This is not a sure bet on a
Pony, nor a call back to the
Boys in Chicago:
Pony, nor a call back to the
Boys in Chicago:
This is not thunder rolling over
New Orleans,
Where we got in with an empty tank and a couple of names.
This is not a whiskey or
Good pills, although they’re all you wanted
Once you buried the youngest;
It is just me with one foot on
Beelzebub’s wing so that,
Even now, you can pack up and
Run, Daddy, run.
