If I hadn't met your gaze in that void of youth, when I mistook impulse for absolute truth
If I hadn't met your gaze in that void of youth, when I mistook impulse for absolute truth,
When I believed carelessness was courage and threw words to the wind, not knowing they would wound deeply and painfully.
Perhaps my words would have died unspoken, they wouldn't have deserved your silence full of meaning and pain,
Now, when
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Categories:
mistook, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Afternoon Tea with a Friend Who Mistook Me for a Vanity Mirror
I do desire we may be better strangers.
— As You Like It, Act 3 Scene 2, Line 254; Orlando to Jacques
She called it venting;
I called it theater.
On a loop, it was non-stop tragedy
with no intermission.
When I spoke of my dreams,
she'd flinch, as if I had farted
during her soliloquy.
So,
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Categories:
mistook, absence, abuse, art, conflict,
Form: Free verse
You Mistook Kindness For Love
I held out my hand to you,
that's all I planned to do--
a helping hand's all I was thinking of
But you saw through other eyes,
and before I could realize,
you mistook kindness for love.
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Categories:
mistook, lost love, love,
Form: Rhyme
He Had Mistook Her
He Had Mistook Her
He had mistook her
Appeared to be a hooker;
Not a good looker.
Now who could that
possibly be that I am
referring to? Name That
Name should be the start
of a new show.
Jim Horn
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Categories:
mistook, humorous,
Form: Haiku
The Mistaken Who Mistook
No citadel’s too tall for mortals like you.
Even acclivity of mounts fear of bipeds like you.
Adam’s ale in its ampleness has lost its meaning.
And only with your condonance,
do the flowers un-bud and birds do sing.
But let’s see, if this almighty can pass in my little catechism;
And a test it is; shouldn’t be misconceived with
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Categories:
mistook, angst, natural disasters, nature,
Form: I do not know?
No Mistook
My never-ending dreams reveal
That destiny still lies beyond
The horizon; a sacred bond
My mind cannot, dare not conceal
No matter how far I must walk
Or if no ears will hear me talk
To find my fate there is no deal.
Without a map or guiding book
I seek the light to make my way
And find the good in ev’ry day
My
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Categories:
mistook, faith,
Form: Verse