“Pine”
Hours of labor
Exposing the grain beneath
Our beachy cottage
Steve D
So go on shout, loud and proud,
Spreading our message toward the clouds.
Let them rise like smoke signals,
Strong and uplifting like hymnals,
Onward and upward – Don’t stay stuck on the ground. Continue reading “Galumphing – Fire Wood, Mascot, Stonehenge – Limericks (x5)”
He’ll only open his eyes to see the sun,
Visions of white and The Holy One.
His voice always commanding and sure,
Hides his weakness and won’t waver,
When he says nothing I want to hear,
When he reveals nothing, but his own fear. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #98 – Flip”
You call me heathen,
Your devil, Your demon.
All your lessons
Finally seeped in,
And now you’re wary
Of what you’ve seen. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #105 – Heathen”
Overwhelming expectations,
Always lead to poor relations,
Degradation, false hopes,
And lost patience.
Sad salutations,
To mark the start,
Of Farewell. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #99 – Farewell”
Darting and zipping
across the dusk sky, silent–
tiny fluttermouse.
For reference: http://redstringpapercuts.com/2017/07/04/and-my-new-favorite-german-word-is-fledermaus/
Steve D
I don’t know what the future holds –
Its mystery unfolds slow,
Each new choice leading you astray,
From the path you chose years ago,
From the ways of even yesterday.
Why is it so hard to follow your
American Dream, in the day? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #94 – Dreaming”
Can it still be called
midday when I’ve just risen?
That seems dishonest.
Steve D
The shining moon I howl to.
Doesn’t matter where I run,
There’s no escape,
High above,
No judgment,
But no love. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #86 – Moon”