“Change”
Trying to change your skin just so you can fit in.
Shedding away the past; leave it in a heap on the floor,
Because different doesn’t come from dressing up and hoping. Continue reading “Villanelle – Change – SD”
Trying to change your skin just so you can fit in.
Shedding away the past; leave it in a heap on the floor,
Because different doesn’t come from dressing up and hoping. Continue reading “Villanelle – Change – SD”
Curled up tight, poised barbs
Prick the hands trying to soothe
Your porcupine heart.
Steve D
Author’s Note: This haiku was inspired by the phrase “porcupine heart”, which I actually said in a real conversation. (I sometimes speak in metaphor and prose — what of it?) Now I’m curious whom among you can throw some intriguing words, phrases, metaphors, analogies, etc. at me to use as inspiration for a future haiku? After all, I can’t write about the weather and things I can see from my back door forever.
Comment below an idea you want me to try to jam into a haiku. If you like, I’ll give you a shout-out and a link to your website in the haiku post. Challenge me!
Peel back the layers,
Exposing the inner core-
And now I’m crying.
Steve D
Bare branches splay out
Grasping for her warm breath, like
Skeleton fingers.
Steve D
December has been a super slow writing month for me. The holidays always stress me out for no reason, and I had a bunch of other stuff going on this month. Thus, I fell far behind my month’s writing goal of ~35k for “Jaed and Aston”, and about a week before Christmas, I decided that I wouldn’t be able to catch up anyway. Continue reading ““Jaed and Aston” Milestone: 100,000 Words”
Icy blades sweep through,
Deflected by heavy shields,
Warding their chill touch.
Steve D
I think about George Carlin a lot. He was one of the first comedians I really started listening to when I was about eight… which is probably too young. But I think his cultural impact goes far beyond being a stand-up comedian. I really think he was a modern-day philosopher, especially as he got older and the subject matter of his comedy became more existential. I don’t know if he believed all of the ideas that he presented on stage, but he at least had the intellectual capacity to consider and explain them – convincingly. Continue reading “Literary Inspiration – What are Rights?”
Your eyes scan the field.
Do you search or lose yourself,
My dear guardian?
Steve D
Child me used to name
The squirrels who romped near my house
And envy their play.
Steve D
Winds bow tall grasses
Over shallow riverbanks,
Their whispers unheard.
Steve D