Sunday, January 13, 2008

Rubrics Cube (sic)

12 January 2008, 9:30 PM

He could solve a Rubik’s Cube
in five minutes flat every time-
that was enough for him.

Not that there was anything
inherently wrong in doing so-
at first she was even fascinated.
But so many mysteries were spoiled,
and she's always been one for mystery.
Knowing he had the secrets
didn’t seem to be the point for her.
Love is not a checked off list
of rote rubrics- nor was she.

She hasn’t held a Rubik’s Cube in years.
The magic was never really there, and hope
of thwarting the frustration factor
was all that kept him going.


Inspired by The Weekend Wordsmith.

4 comments:

DaisyBug said...

I really like this! Thank you!

paisley said...

this really was expertly done... i love the play on words...

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Oh, I get this. I think it's why I can't stand Rubic's Cubes -- and why I hated grading Freshman Comp papers according to a rubric!

Library Girl said...

I know just how she felt...
Thanks!

George MacDonald

"Home is ever so far away in the palm of your hand, and how to get there it is of no use to tell you. But you will get there; you must get there; you have to get there. Everybody who is not at home, has to go home."

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