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”
Tag: free verse
Color Schemes – Deadlines – JG
Deadlines and the end of an era.
Blast the bass, get lost in Dead Sara,
How to compare the
missing.
Always in increments: increase, increase, never cease
No peace, only pieces
Of a memory
Of what never happened because of poor timing. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Deadlines – JG”
Misplaced Missives #192 – Cupid – JG
What was and what wasn’t
Never just because, always not quite
Cupid’s been shot dead,
Shedding red toxic arrows,
And blood stained “will never be”s. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #192 – Cupid – JG”
History
Leave it behind.
Leave me behind in the middle of what once was – Continue reading “History”
Misplaced Missives #189 – INK – JG
INK
There’s ink bleeding into the water.
What was once clean and pure,
Is now poisoned with words,
Dripping off pages never read;
Made venomous by things never said.
Unreciprocated, unsent, made bitter by regret;
Can’t see the bottom; can’t see the end. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #189 – INK – JG”
Of Acceptance and Beauty
So this was initially posted on another blog that has since gone under =P I don’t have the image that inspired it, but I like to think the poem stands on its own. Hopefully. You decide:
Such elegant beauty in the destruction.
There’s a cleanness, a clearness that only comes from the cutting away of the casual, Continue reading “Of Acceptance and Beauty”
Free Verse – Instrumental Inspiration – JG
So I noticed something pretty early on when I was looking for just the right song to try to pen lyrics for: when an artist or band puts out a song without words, there’s a helluva lot going on. So much so that words often feel positively extraneous. Like adding whipped cream on a cake covered in icing. But here goes anyways:
Continue reading “Free Verse – Instrumental Inspiration – JG”
Free Verse – Instrumental Inspiration – SD
“That Girl in Amsterdam”
Verse
I fell for a girl I met one evening in some dingy Amsterdam bar
Her eyes like ice, my heart was frozen, shining brighter than the stars Continue reading “Free Verse – Instrumental Inspiration – SD”
Night Walks As A Woman – JG
I heard about a shooting the other night.
I was walking my dog after a long shift at work, torn between wishing she would just do her business so we could go home and enjoying the quiet that only seems possible after the sun has long ago set. A couple blocks down, two of my neighbors were likewise savoring the peace from the comfort of their front porch. Having a dog means getting to know everybody who lives within casual walking distance, so I waved hello. I’ll refrain from using names, and stick to genders – they’re a married couple, husband and wife. He’s a quiet fellow but she’s pretty talkative, so naturally she’s the one that mentioned the shooting to me.
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”
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