“Blanket”
See how fog gathers,
Blanketing our valley home.
We are safe now, child.
Steve D
See how fog gathers,
Blanketing our valley home.
We are safe now, child.
Steve D
Autumn sings cool notes,
Blanketing the summer heat;
Subtle minor keys
Steve D
Waves charge like armies,
Swarming over rocks – hold fast!
A cyclical siege.
Steve D
I hide behind the words of wisdom of women wiser than I’ll ever be;
Hide behind the veiled revelations of grief,
Hoping no one will notice and try to comfort me.
Because the disguise denies the intimacy,
Of this pain.
To my shame, I admit I crave:
The sadness. The misery. The tears.
Because if my eyes ever clear;
If a smile ever appears;
It’ll feel like a betrayal. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #167 – Thank You – JG”
So, too, can one soul
Buffet those they encounter
To ripple an age
Steve D
“A Provisional Narrative”
I lay off reading the new
musical criticism and place
it on top of the beat poet’s
manifesto which lies on top
of the novel in the 21st century Continue reading “erikleo – A Provisional Narrative”
Though a single wave
Pushes and pulls those around,
Altering currents
Steve D
Another submission from a fellow haiku-er (?), erikleo of All Things Creative
after looking at a galaxy
two million light years distant
I creep into my bed,
next to my sleeping wife
Your future shines so brightly, I can see it from the present.
Iridescent, I guess it can’t be contained by a time frame.
And yet, you remain – skittish, hesitant, concerned –
Worried about wishes and wants when your will will
Take you to your forever.
Because it’s meant to be – certain, fated, destined,
I sense it must be naïve to believe you could see
Guided by your own light; by your own brilliance. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Bright – JG”