A wanderer like me can’t show you the path,
I’m happily lost in the trees.
You said you needed the safety of:
The road traveled before, the one that’s well worn.
I’d accepted that you’ll never abandon ‘the plan’ and let me lead,
So now I can’t believe how you’ve gone astray,
Foot prints and foot trails left every which way,
From my place amongst the leaves,
Your precious plan doesn’t seem,
To lead quite so far away from where I’ll be. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #195 – Lost
Soft blues, new hues of
Old tunes, familiar whispers
Of tragedy befitting fools
Who traverse the beaten path. Continue reading Color Schemes – Regret
I held back,
And you looked hurt.
I don’t know how this works…
I’m trying to respect your words,
Even when you don’t…
Do you realize that you flirt
With the line between
Hypocrisy and restraint? Continue reading Misplaced Missive #50 – Mixed
Writing rages out in verse,
anger given a hidden outlet Continue reading Misplaced Missive #42 – Healthy Outlets
I need to get over you, I don’t even know how I got here.
Seems impossible to be anywhere elsewhere
‘Cause this impulse is entirely instinctual
Don’t misconstrue my meaning; it’s not merely physical
Everything you are, even the aspects that confuse:
Every opinion, Every action, Every defect,
Everything you are and nothing you are not
You are my paradigm of perfect. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #34 – Over You
How can you not notice?
– It feels obvious –
Like a neon sign has taken residence
On my forehead, permanent evidence
Of the maudlin mess
Manifest in your presence. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #33 – Water Metaphors For Misery
So much spirit for trivial things,
When nothing is risked,
When what could be lost,
Will never be missed. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #198 – Believe
Lies are a cover –
Cloaking me from the outside,
From a night I can only assume to be starless.
It’s an art, this,
Hiding from the bad so completely,
You are no longer aware of the good. Continue reading Misplaced Missive #32 – Like Knives
Blank ceiling silently staring down
It’s all white noise
Empty and colorless
What reason is there to continue?
No one gets the dreams they pursue
No one loves the people they do
No one enjoys the path they choose Continue reading Misplaced Missive #31 – Shell
Lady Luck, fickle and cruel,
Who will sleep with any fool,
But only for a short time.
Choosing lovers with divine randomness,
In her arms, there's bliss;
Fortune given with every kiss,
But not for long.
'Til the next is chosen,
And you're dismissed.
Lady Luck, you uncaring whore,
Who will you next bless,
With your attention and caress?
How can I earn more?
How can I earn less?
I'm always waiting for,
My turn to be selected, by fate.
So Lady Luck, please.
Leave me be.
I'd rather court
The hardworking sort.
One to inspire and motivate,
Not one to make me wait, and wait,
For something that may never come.
…I definitely don’t dig WP’s new ‘editor’. It is not improved. Why must they keep changing things…
Also, for your amusement! Related only by the luck of the draw that is life: