Once in a time span,
we connect in love, laughter,
a cascade friendship.
It’s sort of romantic the way old friends can connect with each other. Even after a decade or more, I still manage to find little sparks of humor and love with people I do not always see or interact with regularly. There’s a certain comfort in that, but also a sad longing. I think both of those feelings contribute to a more content life.
Steve D
life lost in a flash:
all our memories rush passed,
all the good, all the bad,
Last moment of the treasured Past,
before the Present becomes painful.
bad luck of a die cast,
Future lost and potential dashed. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #87 – Goodbye”
Broken sky fragments
tumbling to Earth like marbles
pinging off car hoods.
Steve D
The more light there is
The less I can see.
A universe full of stars
The brightest blinding me. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #81 – Blind”
One lone seed cradled
gently, with space to take root,
can bloom and flourish.
Steve D
Today I discovered:
I’m losing my sanctuary.
It can’t be recovered
In 3 months; 91 days. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #73 – 91 Days”
Eyelids flickering,
breathing slows and deepens with
sleep overtaking
Steve D
More and more I find
I wanna monopolize your time.
Be the one to play
Partner, not foe;
The one to show you,
The ropes and the rewards;
The one to hold you
Steady, never back. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #68 – Monopoly”
Waxing to midnight,
a silver eyelash dangling
before winking out.
Steve D
God and I gave up
on each other a long time
ago.
So.
So it goes.
Nothing up high but sky,
Nothing down below but dirt,
I’ve learnt to trust in nothing. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #53 – Nothing”
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