Distracted, ashamed, shifted focus, tunneL, Over and under and away from the holloW, No eye contact. No sympathy - real, quasI, Or other. Keep waking. Ignore thier needS. Too bad they did this to themselves. How saD. Glad I made the right choices? NO. All I have to be glad for is better luck than theM. If not for the grace of someone else's God, go I. Nothing different but our separate fateS. Too easy to pass on by - blind and numB. Humanity is rarely humanE. Each cry conveniently to someone noT Walking passed. Someone not losT Over and under and away in a sea of 'mE' Rejoice in the comfort of selfish concern foR Limited recipients: me, myself, and I is iT. Determined narcissism and ignored deatH. Avoiding virtue as deftly as a pleA Never spoken, Never writteN, Darkly arguing about worth and addictionS, Like charity bestows its alumnI, On the spot with a black gown and gaveL. Sinister excuses and twisted improV, Existing only to make okay an obvious vice. Yesterday, a cold shoulder to a former soldieR. Over and under and away gaze searching tO Understand why seeing someone hurt and pooR Results in mortification and disgust and hidinG. Small acts of kindness seemed to gO Out of fashion. Work, Buy, Hoard it alL, Until...? Well, I imagine 'til world's enD. Jessie Gutierrez
Tag: Poetry
Haiku Sunday – Meta
“Meta”
At times I wonder
if my haikus will one day
be read as proverbs.
Steve D
Habits – FV
Joy isn’t a toy to be shared,
It’s a habit practiced daily,
Solitarily,
In private verily,
In public warily,
Don’t stand on ceremony.
Shown love doesn’t equal happiness only –
It’s matched with pain, jealousy, and suffering.
But happiness in one’s self?
Because of what’s inside
Drives given love
In a better direction.
Life in the little things.
Appreciation in the individual.
Jessie Gutierrez
March’s Theme – Marching Forward Toward What?
After the lovey dovey of last month, I figure it’s about time we get back to the harsh realities of life. This month’s theme was going to be “Simplify, Simplify, Simplify” a nod to Henry David Thoreau and then a brief comment on my own (book) hoarding tendencies and the pain inducing process of liberating some of them back into the wilds of Goodwill. Instead I’ve decided on: Continue reading “March’s Theme – Marching Forward Toward What?”
Haiku Sunday – Fire / Ka
“Fire / Ka”
The flame flickers on,
ever dancing, reaching, yearning
to conquer the dark.
Steve D
Color Schemes – Not All That Glitters Is Gold – JG
Many like you strive
To have a heart of gold.
Weak and malleable,
But appealing to hold.
I’d prefer a heart of obsidian.
Honest about its blackest sin, Continue reading “Color Schemes – Not All That Glitters Is Gold – JG”
Haiku Sunday – Focus
“Focus”
To have real focus
is really just the absence
of good distractions.
Steve D
Love – Shakespearean Sonnet – JG
Come Hell Or High Water
This letter is a cognitive dissonance confession.
Which is better: Seeing the sun peeking out from thunder clouds?
Being happy to trust in such a quick fashion
That rain will eventually come after a drought? Continue reading “Love – Shakespearean Sonnet – JG”
Haiku Sunday – Coffee
“Coffee”
The foremost reason
I drink coffee at my desk
is to warm my hands
Steve D
Shakespearean Sonnet – (Secret) Love – SD
“Secret Love”
Obsidian hair tinged with red, like Blood Moon’s night,
Sways with every step of your bulldog swagger.
Sandstone-quarry eyes betray your pretty smile,
Refusing to let the faces see your fractures. Continue reading “Shakespearean Sonnet – (Secret) Love – SD”
