“Retread”
Tread over old ground,
some changed or worn like gnarled roots,
familiar still.
Steve D
Tread over old ground,
some changed or worn like gnarled roots,
familiar still.
Steve D
Pervasive tension.
Already over the brink.
Waiting for impact.
Steve D
Countdown to an end,
or new kind of beginning,
adjusted mind frame.
Steve D
Change and change again
like the course of a river,
ever persistent.
Steve D
One thousand odd jobs
to distract from bigger tasks,
or one major change.
Steve D
I’m not writing a real post today. I was honestly on the fence about whether to go through with my regular June Write Day post as recently as 15 minutes before actually writing this sentence.
My brain is frazzled for a number of reasons, not the least of which is the astonishing wave of police brutality on display across the US, from George Floyd’s murder through the protests over the weekend where police departments in numerous cities were actively instigating protesters to violence just so they could whip out the tear gas and batons… and rubber bullets.
Here’s something more positive:
And a quick overview of policing policies that actually decrease police violence: https://twitter.com/samswey/status/1180655701271732224?s=21
Stay safe, everyone.
Steve D
I don’t know how to tell you:
How this reads wrong.
You’re expecting something forever long,
Something permanent carved in fate,
But I don’t want the same.
It’s not my name
Engraved beside yours. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #17 – Permanence”
Set in between my black heart and your white lies,
Grey eyed wisdom is overshadowed by extremes,
But I need: Some guidance, some advice,
‘Cause I do not know what is right.
I turn away and you tell me to stay,
I stay put and hate myself for being weak,
I don’t know where to find the answers I seek. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #203 – All The Colors That You Shine”
A changing over
or transitory passage;
it will not endure.
Steve D
I’ve come to a crossroad.
3 paths before me,
My future unsure.
3 new ways to head towards
But do I have the courage
To move forward? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #46: 4”