
“Venice”
It appears simple
to navigate winding alleys
from a bell tower.
Steve D
When you can’t sleep
For fear of dreaming,
And can’t act
For fear and thinking. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #52 – Wall Flower”
The thunder calls
to it
or it
calls the thunder.
Lightning blinds and falls
ready to tear us
asunder.
The lurking fear is
here. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #55 – Lovecraft”
We fill in dirt, stones,
trying to alter your course.
Your waters persist.
Steve D
Maybe it’s the control.
I have none, everywhere else,
Too far to worry about losing myself,
In a whirlwind of emotion. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #54 – Sooner Than Never”
Grief sobbed out in stereo
We, the worried, march,
Like ants, in single file,
Like the guilty, on trial,
Towards the sorrowful;
The mourning;
It’s too early in the morning,
For this much ritual. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #181 – Death”
Sweet plumes pour upwards,
a pungent aroma to
go with this bourbon.
Steve D
I’ve lost myself again
trapped in what I can pretend
is real and not imagined. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #28: Mazes”
Lie To Me
Tell me about the sanctity of nature,
Of respect and perseverance,
When machines decimate land and sea
In the name of progress, advancement, and greed. Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #4 – Belief”
Starshine glittering,
dancing in midnight blue void–
chandelier cosmos.
Steve D