“Published”
Quite remarkable
that another thought my work
worthy of sharing.
Author’s Note: My short story “Wolf’s Moon Night” is being published today on FiveOnTheFifth.com. I will post the URL as soon as I see it live!
Steve D
Tag: Poetry
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”
Haiku Sunday – Love
“Love”
Transcendent passion,
momentary glowing glance,
binding us in light.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Transition
“Transition”
A changing over
or transitory passage;
it will not endure.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Ending 2
“Ending 2”
“It’s snowing on Mt.
Fuji,” is not a proper
ending to haiku.
Steve D
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”
Haiku Sunday – Snow
“Snow”
Fleeting innocence
dust fluttering to the ground
a fresh sheet of white
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Cycle
“Cycle”
Bodies in orbit,
eternal in human terms,
so we say New Year.
Steve D
Super Old Poetry Post!
Once again, I have written no new poetry for this week XD I cannot multitask to save my life. So here’s an old poem I forgot I had written:
Between Two
She’s got 2 boys, she wishes were 1 man –
One gives attention and care; always overeager to be ‘there’,
The shoulder to cry on, the lending, helping hand.
And the other?
He’s the blockade behind which she stands,
Useless but familiar; at least he’s a known burden. Continue reading “Super Old Poetry Post!”
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