“Zip”
A squirrel shifts above,
a white streak through the foliage —
and the chase is on!
Steve D
A squirrel shifts above,
a white streak through the foliage —
and the chase is on!
Steve D
Blank ceiling silently staring down
at me
Lying motionless
lethargic
apathetic
static
It’s all white noise
Empty and colorless
What reason is there to continue?
No one gets the dreams they pursue
No one loves the people they do
No one enjoys the path they choose Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #31 – Shell”
A refreshing breeze
tumbles down the street, bringing
spots of spraying rain.
Steve D
I don’t know how to ask
For the help I desperately
need
To help me move past
the past me. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #26 – Now.”
Painters, woodworkers,
sculptors, clothiers, and bakers,
with goods to explore.
Steve D
I want you to know
I never gave you my heart.
It chose a path I can’t follow
The idea too hard to swallow.
And it’s not something I wanted
To have you hate me if I’m honest.
So now I suffer in the silence of lies by omission
Forsaken to friendship and avoidance
Of a simple sort of truth. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #25 – Mind/Heart, Brain/Feet, Accept/Defeat”
All dressed up in clothes
adorable. We hope you
don’t spit up on them.
Steve D
I resisted this self interested decision,
To sever long frayed family ties.
But continuous comments and curses
Caused this crucial division
‘Cause you crossed the line,
One thousand times too many. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #24 – One More Year”
We spent a morning
watching your eyes catch new light.
What do you perceive?
Steve D
Invisible lines
demarcating two driveways.
Do we need signs, too?
Steve D