Soft blues, new hues of
Old tunes, familiar whispers
Of tragedy befitting fools
Who traverse the beaten path. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Regret”
Soft blues, new hues of
Old tunes, familiar whispers
Of tragedy befitting fools
Who traverse the beaten path. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Regret”
INK
There’s ink bleeding into the water.
What was once clean and pure,
Is now poisoned with words,
Dripping off pages never read;
Made venomous by things never said.
Unreciprocated, unsent, made bitter by regret;
Can’t see the bottom; can’t see the end. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #189 – INK – JG”
Our music reviews seek to trace the narratives that weave between songs and albums. Check out our Rhythmic Fiction tag for other stories told through music.
A few months ago, I retrospectively plotted the narrative of Of Monsters and Men’s first album, My Head is an Animal, in the hopes that binging on their music would sate my appetite for more until their second album was released.
Thankfully, their second album has arrived, and I now have tickets to see Of Monsters and Men live (again) in September.
Continue reading “Weathering the Storm: Of Monsters and Men’s Second Album and Musical Growth”
A hundred pages
Ripped free from metal spirals and sheets soon to share their fate…
They lie on dirty floors and in overflowing trash cans,
Full of abandoned ideas and wasted ink. Continue reading “Thrown Away – JG”
Blood lines,
Red lines,
Faded lines,
Love lines,
Life lines,
Life signs,
Vitals not so vital – suicidal?
Homicidal.
Lines that come together to create no characters, but it builds
Character.
I’m sorry for Scaring her. Continue reading “Color Schemes – Lines”