by MichaelM | Dec 16, 2018 | Poetry
All I Had Some stories are long.Some are short.Some thoughts are fleeting.Some wrap around our very beingto cling forever. Like the one when I told youto wrap your arms around meand hold on.Squeeze the very breath from mefor you’re all I have.All I have.Lord,...
by MichaelM | Dec 2, 2018 | Poetry
Music in a Pie Shell The morning started off with music. Sometimes, that is good; sometimes not. I heard new voices and zeroed in on a few. I felt some of the new words. Some soothed, some moved, and some cut. One...
by MichaelM | Nov 13, 2018 | Poetry
Sometimes Friends Don’t Have to Talk Just before I met you for lunch todayI got a call.It was a short messagefor the caller knew that once she told methere could be no words back from me.“Could” being the magical words there.“Sweet Jane died” she...
by MichaelM | Nov 13, 2018 | Poetry
When You Quoted Dumas And Cried I was driving through the countrywhen I got the call.It was shortfor the caller knew I wouldn’t have anything to sayor maybe I should sayshe understood I would have been rendered with no way to talk. For she knew us...
by MichaelM | Nov 8, 2018 | Poetry
The Only Part of Christmas That I Remember These dayseven this early in Novemberyou can’t escape the Christmas seasonthat seems to start earlier each year.Not my time of yearand that’s for sure.It hasn’t...
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