Crucifix nailed above the door frame:
Judging from on high, up high, Continue reading “Misplaced Missive # 89: Cross”
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Misplaced Missive #157 – Real Love
Told with the fondness of nostalgia,
I grew up with the same few stories,
Like prized childhood memories
Of times considered better.
Where violence was common,
And insults became funny after time.
Because when you’re that young,
Everything seems worse than it was. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #157 – Real Love”
Misplaced Missive #5: Lost At Sea
Patience that knows no shore,
Washes into a sea of restless waiting for
Effort to come to fruition.
Pleading for permission.
I’m begging you: release me from this prison
Of blind high dives and titanic lies.
Water, water everywhere
And not a drop to drink Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #5: Lost At Sea”
Misplaced Missive #82. Rant
Have you ever read a book with such a strange and convoluted theme, that you carried it around with you long after you physically set it down? A lot of Chuck Palahnuik’s books are like that but in this instance I’m specifically referencing Rant, also the name of the following poem: Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #82. Rant”
Misplaced Missive #214: On The Hook
So lost am I in my many books…
Where questions have concrete answers;
Where not everyone’s a crook,
And you tell both the hero and the villain at a single look.
Literature has me on its hook,
‘Cause reality pales in comparison. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #214: On The Hook”
Misplaced Missive #3 – Pieces – JG
The once intricate pieces of my personality,
Are now eroded, edgeless, and smooth.
I can’t determine what goes where,
Can’t find the part that should care,
So everything, from thoughts to moods,
Is muddled together, selected at random. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #3 – Pieces – JG”
Misplaced Missive #167 – Thank You – JG
I hide behind the words of wisdom of women wiser than I’ll ever be;
Hide behind the veiled revelations of grief,
Hoping no one will notice and try to comfort me.
Because the disguise denies the intimacy,
Of this pain.
To my shame, I admit I crave:
The sadness. The misery. The tears.
Because if my eyes ever clear;
If a smile ever appears;
It’ll feel like a betrayal. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #167 – Thank You – 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”
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”
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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