Life’s Little Misdirections 🥀🦋

White Drive revisited

OK you wanted it. The spigot is open. Let’s see what we got on tap? (For Writing.Com writers):

I’m getting too old for this shit
You’re acting 25 again
Who knew white could be so opaque?
you know she left years ago?
Cleared, gray pavement appears
You still have strong passion
It’s thick and hard
burns off when sun appears
catches a weaker blade —
catches a glint in a wink…
Brittle trees repurpose in Spring
Not too soon, but…
too old for this shit
Why should she be my captor, still?

Another storm is approaching
         Not as strong as this one was
Dump more opaque on my thick skull
         Roof tops shudder in a gale
Mud flap drip-drip on idle boot
         Has the sun arrived?
I’m not as strong as I once was…
         Opaque is white, too
I clear this drive…
         dreams interrupt for the plow driver,

and now I have this
I’m going back inside
         maybe when summer returns…
I’m too old for this shit and
who said I had to be captivated?


2.24.23

Knock, knock
Is this thing on?
Understand me, feel me, or just…
Opaque?
I question who is the ‘thick’ one.

You might be catching a drift
Try another read through
Do you read me now?
Right.
Who has time? and
you’re not my captor…

I don’t believe we’ve met…truly.
Did I come half way for this?

My response to a response within response…to myself
(I know it’s a toughie. You can get there, if I was Nabokov, not some knock off (and there, i rhymed, sorta. We can be happy.)

Why do I use Verdana for this…Times for other poems.
Verdana when pointed, I’m a man, or need a clean read like stubble removed by blade.
Times, when romantic, beautiful, passionate, pleading and near weak, but all these truths or some combine to show the unshaven, or the blue eyes, blond locks, yield to an estrogen counterpart. In my youth, I could have been gender fluid. It still informs me, at times. And, that’s enough sharing.

"Alone With My Lioness" 
Response within all responses referenced by this…so, who’s a knock off now?
It’s you. It’s always you. It will always be you.
Give yourself a sticker if you made it to the end. I’ll give an exclusive merit to an equally ‘brilliant’ review of … this. Keep in mind, I keep myself in check. I feel how tiresome this all can be within myself. Resident Neurodivergent. I master no others words, but champion deserved friends