Sooooo posting on the 15th totally slipped my mind, but I didn’t want to skip the whole month. Hence: 15 on the 30th! Now with fewer words!
TLC – Waterfalls
Category: Writers – Jessie
Misplaced Missive #9 – Corporate Games
Just ignore it, it’ll fade.
Condescending disinterest in communication.
Sunrise, fresh start, new day –
“It won’t matter” you say. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #9 – Corporate Games”
Misplaced Missive #193 – Waiting Wisdom
It’s only from the shoulders of giants,
That we can reach new heights,
As it is only from ignoring dead women and men,
Whose wisdom is waiting to be read,
That we can reach new lows.
And it shows.
Our willing, willful stupidity. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #193 – Waiting Wisdom”
Misplaced Missive #122 – Kings and Courts and Clowns
Endless apologies for reasons unknown,
Offered up continuously to a hollow throne,
Countless attempts to atone even though,
As you reign, this servitude enslaves me.
Where will self-imposed exile take me? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #122 – Kings and Courts and Clowns”
Misplaced Missive #168 – Caffeine and Whiskey
I’m running on caffeine,
And bleeding whiskey.
My behavior is getting risky,
Will you miss me,
When I’m gone? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #168 – Caffeine and Whiskey”
Moonlit Musing – Vulnerable
Surrender to the swell –
The crescendo of emotion,
In one moment focus,
On all the beauty and all the bad.
Let it rip you apart;
Let it put you together. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing – Vulnerable”
Misplaced Missive #149 – Faith
Single minded devotion,
Don’t question, just focus,
All your everything on,
Something that may not exist.
Blind faith is bliss,
How dare I doubt this? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #149 – Faith”
Misplaced Missive #106 – Your Glass House
Cast your stones,
Your glass house,
Fell away long ago.
The sinner who fancies
Himself a saint,
Earns nothing but shame. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #106 – Your Glass House”
Witness My Self-Bribery: An Attempt To Manipulate Myself
I cannot stay focused, I have no motivation, and I loooooooove to procrastinate. Do you see all those ‘o’s? That’s a lot of love, people!
In an attempt to remedy this lack in my writing life, I have decided to resort to bribing myself. Of course, if I tell no one, then there’s no one to hold me accountable, hence: I’m pulling you folks in, to act as hawk-eyed witnesses! I both thank and dislike you all, in advance. Continue reading “Witness My Self-Bribery: An Attempt To Manipulate Myself”
Misplaced Missives 14 & 84, And How They Came To Be
Generally, I’d prefer not to talk about what inspired me to write the missives. Most of them bubbled forth from religious doubt and self hatred and fears of growing up. Some are naturally darker than others… but they are not unique. Not in what they sprung from.
Recently, and not recently, stories have come to light about predators, protected by their power and by their peers, preying upon those who should have been able to trust them. People who failed so spectacularly to be decent human beings that there are no words to describe them.
They are not unique either. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives 14 & 84, And How They Came To Be”
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