“Shaft”
Burning eye through the leaves,
one last heated breath reaching
to stave off the night.
Steve D
Burning eye through the leaves,
one last heated breath reaching
to stave off the night.
Steve D
All that passion needs some release.
Unable to keep it leashed,
I submit to the will of its own making
Changing into something Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #91 – Passion”
When the divergent
voices of the people can
all speak, we are free.
Steve D
Your trust in me
Has diminished mine in you.
Misplaced knowledge,
You shouldn’t’ve been honest. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #76 – Truth”
little man
fickle and frantic
the flaws of ‘femininity’
you so often rage against
you hate in another
all the weaknesses
you can’t smother in yourself. Continue reading “Gender Studies – A Lesson in Lessening”
Long months of pouring
over listings and offers–
Sometimes, it just fits.
Steve D
I’m the good kind of broken,
Wholly devoted,
To you.
Master, Muse
I’ll take your abuse,
However you choose,
Where ever you choose,
I have nothing but you
To lose. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #196 – The Good Kind”
Memories of watching
football on Sundays, before
I knew Johnny U.
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there!
Steve D
A scaly surprise
slithering from stone and sticks
to sleuth through shadows.
This little guy slithered out from my fire pit as I was lounging in my backyard. Continue reading “Haiku Sunday – Snake”
When did the word ‘love’,
Become profanity?
In this, my time of insanity,
I lose sight of what makes sense;
Since when did caring and concern
Become sins deserving of penance? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #172 – Profanity”