A Nod to Punctuation

poppy seedhead


She’ll pick him an asterisk

or a comma or two; full

stops, ideas tied off in

neat packages, have always

eluded his dialogue,

circumvented an outcome.


Her dreams have become dangling

participles, unfinished

pages with Schubert’s flavour,

unable to hold hyphen’s

place – waiting, always waiting,

a watched pot that never boils.


Phrases, nuances, shadings

of meaning get bogged down, dragged

through the spittle of run-on

sentences; she slams the door

on the argument, her shoes

leaving angry editing

marks on the stairs. Period.


13 comments on “A Nod to Punctuation

  1. Your creative ability is like the heavens on a clear summer night, endless!

    • melodylowes says:

      Why, thank you! 🙂 I truly see it as a gift handed to me by a good God – and so I use it, and seek to improve and challenge it, and learn to expand my horizons with practice.

  2. Gallivanta says:

    But what is that asterisk you found in your garden?

  3. lylekrahn says:

    Well I think you hit a whole new level on this one. Had to read it three times.

  4. WOW, lots of good stuff here, Mel–I relate too well to “her dreams have become dangling participles”; and yes, I think the “run on sentences” are familiar too.

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