“Rooftop”
The city’s breaths warm
under a sun-dappled sky
before the rains come.
Steve D
Tag: Poetry
Haiku Sunday – Pine
“Pine”
Hours of labor
Exposing the grain beneath
Our beachy cottage
Steve D
Misplaced Missive #98 – Flip
He’ll only open his eyes to see the sun,
Visions of white and The Holy One.
His voice always commanding and sure,
Hides his weakness and won’t waver,
When he says nothing I want to hear,
When he reveals nothing, but his own fear. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #98 – Flip”
Haiku Sunday – First
“First”
First meal delivered
To the porch while sanding dust
Coats the living room.
Steve D
Misplaced Missive #105 – Heathen
You call me heathen,
Your devil, Your demon.
All your lessons
Finally seeped in,
And now you’re wary
Of what you’ve seen. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #105 – Heathen”
Misplaced Missive #99 – Farewell
Overwhelming expectations,
Always lead to poor relations,
Degradation, false hopes,
And lost patience.
Sad salutations,
To mark the start,
Of Farewell. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #99 – Farewell”
Haiku Sunday – Bat
“Bat”
Darting and zipping
across the dusk sky, silent–
tiny fluttermouse.
For reference: http://redstringpapercuts.com/2017/07/04/and-my-new-favorite-german-word-is-fledermaus/
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Noon
“Noon”
Can it still be called
midday when I’ve just risen?
That seems dishonest.
Steve D
Misplaced Missive #86 – Moon
The shining moon I howl to.
Doesn’t matter where I run,
There’s no escape,
High above,
No judgment,
But no love. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #86 – Moon”
Haiku Sunday – Shaft
“Shaft”
Burning eye through the leaves,
one last heated breath reaching
to stave off the night.
Steve D
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