“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
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
Can it still be called
midday when I’ve just risen?
That seems dishonest.
Steve D
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”
Burning eye through the leaves,
one last heated breath reaching
to stave off the night.
Steve D
All that passion needs some release.
Unable to keep it leashed,
I submit to the will of its own making
Changing into something Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #91 – Passion”
When the divergent
voices of the people can
all speak, we are free.
Steve D
Your trust in me
Has diminished mine in you.
Misplaced knowledge,
You shouldn’t’ve been honest. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #76 – Truth”
little man
fickle and frantic
the flaws of ‘femininity’
you so often rage against
you hate in another
all the weaknesses
you can’t smother in yourself. Continue reading “Gender Studies – A Lesson in Lessening”
Long months of pouring
over listings and offers–
Sometimes, it just fits.
Steve D
Memories of watching
football on Sundays, before
I knew Johnny U.
Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there!
Steve D