Sometimes, I balance
Heavy weights of opposing choices –
Loving the voice
My misery gives me,
And being happy.
Appreciated tragedy. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #151 – Inspiration”
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Misplaced Missive #29: Memories
Thinking back to days that have passed,
I wish I could remember:
The mornings that seemed to last forever
The afternoons when anything was possible
And the nights with more star than dark
The scent of the breeze
The shade from palm trees
The warm ocean waves
Doing as we pleased
The people I met
The way time was spent
The feel of the wind, the sun, the sea
I wish to rewind, relive it one more time.
But will going back shatter the memory?
I wish they could last an eternity,
But they continue to escape me,
Fading away as I grow older,
Turning swiftly into a hint of a story
With details forgotten and faces blurry.
Jessie Gutierrez
Rondeau – Dragons
Fighting off the dragons that steal my attention;
Beasts of fear and of aggression.
Crying out: What if this is all that’s meant for me?
Telling me: this is all I can ever be.
Less than what’s expected, less than what you’ve mentioned. Continue reading “Rondeau – Dragons”
Misplaced Missive #48: Really
Why do I keep doing this?
Fucking lemming jumping over the cliff,
Over and over, it’s never really over,
I think I’m addicted,
To the twisted
Way I hurt myself for you. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #48: Really”
Funny Weird or Funny Ha Ha??
A post about humor in writing and my insecurity in that arena.
Welcome, friends!
So I am writing a book. Of this, I am sure. As to whether I believe it to be any good or not is entirely less certain. I consider myself a loyal follower of Vonnegut’s Creative Writing 101 and thus seek to not waste my reader’s time. The question lies in my ability to be successful in this endeavor. And thus, a couple bits from my nearly finished novel:
Moonlit Musings – Broken
Harsh Reality
You thought things would change
Like the words meant I’d miraculously be better
But passed experience has left me lastingly bitter.
All my love before has been vicious –
Cracked glass and thrown dishes,
Misplaced Missive #171: Ignorance
171. Ignorance Fallen from grace, Lost faith, Unforgiveable ignorance, And inconvenient knowledge. I can no longer think of either of us, The same as when you had my trust, as when I had my respect. At times, I only wish to eject, You wholly from my life. Go back to before, to focus only on the holy, to before, when God was who I prayed to, who I expected to: Save a wretch like me. who I always wanted: To believe. But you, like Him, seem present only on a whim. I'm through with absent heroes and, Misplaced worship of what's on the surface. I miss when the words I heard from you Carried more than just their own weight. I can no longer stay up late to debate Your strength and my weakness. I can't forgive all you don't know. Because when I needed to confess Was an inconvenience. My life may be a mess. But I no longer want either of your help To clean it up. Fallen from grace, Lost faith, Unforgiveable ignorance, And inconvenient knowledge.
Moonlit Musing: Judgement Calls
You Can Do Better
You can do better.
But maybe,
he’s what you deserve…
What you’re earned
Driven by fear
And not ambition. Continue reading “Moonlit Musing: Judgement Calls”
Misplaced Missive #46: 4
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”
Miracles: New Endeavors for the New Year
Howdy all,
So I’ve always considered myself a ‘writer’ more than an artist, or a poet, or a novelist, or any other such distinction. Recently, that writing has taken the shape of a book type thing instead of a poem type thing. This is interesting to me. And also kind of soul consuming; I don’t seem capable of focusing on much else. Continue reading “Miracles: New Endeavors for the New Year”
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