“Stovetop”
The asphalt sizzles
Searing cracks into bare feet
Black dust cakes like coal
Steve D
Category: Poetry
Misplaced Missives #83 – Plastic Confessions
Heartfelt confession of crime so sinful,
God turns away in disgust.
Whose only victim: the criminal,
Would be better off if they never trust
Another enough to voice the words of guilt.
Words sure to be met with hatred built
On lies; despised because of natural inclination. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #83 – Plastic Confessions”
Haiku Sunday – Blunders
“Blunders”
If thunder is God
Blurting her children’s foibles
Then my blunders boom
Steve D
Just Like The Stars – JG
Sometimes, when out late at night, I stare straight up into the sky – The bass heavy music wired directly into my ears momentarily receding, no longer providing its intended distraction from thinking, from being, from feeling. I look up beyond the ambient light. Beyond what man has built, to what has always been, but won’t always be. Sometimes it feels like I’m holding on to something already gone, but I know I’m wrong.
Just like the stars above,
this something was never in my grasp.
Just like the stars, shining in the now,
but really only from the past. Continue reading “Just Like The Stars – JG”
Haiku Sunday – Waves
“Waves”
Tides swell and roil
Crushing seductive power
Love and rage as one
Steve D
Straightforward
A Drive Through The Urban Jungle
Color washes away –
Vivid hues to grey scale blue
Sterile, mundane, blank Continue reading “Straightforward”
Misplaced Missives #115 – Candy Coated Cruelty – JG
All you give me is candy coated;
Wrapped in sweetness and sugar.
I savor the decadent flavor,
Horrible for me and horribly addicting.
Even wise to what it disguises –
I still crave it.
Foolishly, routinely, proudly display
The sugar rush you give me. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #115 – Candy Coated Cruelty – JG”
Haiku Sunday – Wind
“Listening to the Wind”
Wind comes in whispers,
Carrying her thoughts to me.
Still, I hear little.
Steve D
Editor’s Note: I’m turning Haiku Wednesday into Haiku Sunday… in case you couldn’t tell.
Thrown Away – JG
A hundred pages
Ripped free from metal spirals and sheets soon to share their fate…
They lie on dirty floors and in overflowing trash cans,
Full of abandoned ideas and wasted ink. Continue reading “Thrown Away – JG”
Haiku Wednesday – Resonant Souls
“Resonant Souls”
Gazing quietly,
Hearing our ambient sound,
Our souls resonant.
Steve D
Editor’s note: Is Haiku Wednesday a thing? We might have to make this a thing.
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