“Dark”
Lights and screens turned off,
serene silence envelopes,
relax tired eyes.
Steve D
Lights and screens turned off,
serene silence envelopes,
relax tired eyes.
Steve D
Last refuge of the weak and belittled;
Final hope in hiding:
Armed with indifference’s mask
And sarcasm’s broad shield,
There’s the insidious impulse imploring me
To submit, To yield
Before insanity strikes his blow. Continue reading “Misplaced Missives #6: Silence Is Golden”
Soft hues streak the sky
Water glistens silver-gold
The world is yet hushed
Steve D
Gazing quietly,
Hearing our ambient sound,
Our souls resonant.
Steve D
Editor’s note: Is Haiku Wednesday a thing? We might have to make this a thing.