Poetry

A Prince’s Soliloquoy

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• 76 words

Truth be told,
I wish she would
unkiss me,

turn me back
into the frog I was
and happy being.

Give me back nights
I dared the moon,
fat and round,

to step down
and skinny-dip
until dawn.

My velvet britches?
This silver crown?
Nothing here even close

to those moments
when she dropped her cloak,
tested the waters

with her toes,
then slipped in and silvered
my dark pond.

This appeared in the December 2013 issue.


  • Sarilyn Zimmerman

    Ricardo Sternbeg has brought to my mind an image that is at once beautiful and romantic with words that are simple and potent! “silvered my dark pond” … awesome. Hope to one day quote that!
    Sarilyn Zimmerman

  • Clarke Mackey

    Ah, how sad to remember those frog moments! I love the “velvet britches” and the wish to be unkissed.