Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #113
My Demonstration Of Volcanoes
by Belinda Roddie
My demonstration of volcanoes knocked
the school principal off her feet, nearly
killing her, and cries rang out like the clocks
going, "Cuckoo!" The possibility
that I would be suspended, however,
dwindled when the superintendent clapped
and laughed, yelling, "Bravo!" with such a slur
that I thought that he might be drunk. The staff
surrounded the fallen principal as
I tried to disappear behind the booths
of the science fair, just to have the class
clown stride up to me, his canine still loose.
"Dude," he said, wiggling his tooth, "that was so
awesome! Remember - next time, more play-doh."
by Belinda Roddie
My demonstration of volcanoes knocked
the school principal off her feet, nearly
killing her, and cries rang out like the clocks
going, "Cuckoo!" The possibility
that I would be suspended, however,
dwindled when the superintendent clapped
and laughed, yelling, "Bravo!" with such a slur
that I thought that he might be drunk. The staff
surrounded the fallen principal as
I tried to disappear behind the booths
of the science fair, just to have the class
clown stride up to me, his canine still loose.
"Dude," he said, wiggling his tooth, "that was so
awesome! Remember - next time, more play-doh."
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