Misplaced Missive #12 – Knowing

Even though this is listed as number 12, this is the real first missive. I wrote a letter to a good friend after finding out a dangerous secret when we were 15 or 16. Once I had crumbled the loose-leaf I had been carefully wording my concerns on, and resigned myself to silence, I broke out a five star spiral notebook and scribbled this out a handful of pages in. It’s 12 only in that that was how many pages I buried it into the notebook that would soon become the home of all 215 misplaced missives. 

What I really want to say to you,
I know I can never say.
It would break you to know,
And it would break me to say. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #12 – Knowing”

Haiku Sunday – History

“History”

Once in a time span,

we connect in love, laughter,

a cascade friendship.

It’s sort of romantic the way old friends can connect with each other. Even after a decade or more, I still manage to find little sparks of humor and love with people I do not always see or interact with regularly. There’s a certain comfort in that, but also a sad longing. I think both of those feelings contribute to a more content life.

Steve D

Friendship Pt. II – JG

IMG_4235This week I drove by my lonesome from Colorado to California to visit friends. Totally worth it. Here’s what I wrote on the return trip:

Time lapsed but it’s like none has passed
A journey of forever for a story
With details already memorized
I’m not surprised –
These are the friendships that last. Continue reading “Friendship Pt. II – JG”