by MichaelM | Jul 22, 2020 | Poetry
Who to Tell When the Ear Has Turned Away? Wow! So unexpected and such a joy. A phone call out of the blue from a voice never expected to be heard again. Ever. So, the news is trying to burst from within. Who do I call? Who do I tell? With whom do I share the joy? . ....
by MichaelM | Jun 20, 2020 | Poetry
Painting With Truth With Another Coat of Denial Okay. Just this once I’ll admit it in this moment of weakness, as the blues mix with wet memories, not to dilute but rather to form a catalyst flowing through my veins. It finds the tempo of a primeval beat as it...
by MichaelM | May 26, 2020 | Poetry
Slipping Off to a Sand Dune Moonlight on the sand dune sounds like the start of some silly romantic cliché. But there we sat in the desert night,as the air turned cool following the relentless heat. Our bodies with a slight lean, mine to the left, yours to the right,...
by MichaelM | Feb 29, 2020 | Poetry
One More Spin Around the Dance Floor I was thinking of you this morningwhen one of those old songs played.That’s not an unusual thing for mebut this morning memories squeezed harder.Ah, the price I pay for reminiscing againand stirring the same old worn-out pot filled...
by MichaelM | Jan 29, 2020 | Poetry
Thoughts of Final Days Somewhere in the dark recesses of the late-night...
by MichaelM | Dec 28, 2019 | Poetry
So I Just Held Her Hand There was nothing I could doso I just held her hand.I had been sitting therefor more hours than I couldremember.She slept. I guess that is the right word.Her eyes were closedand she breathed quietly.There was nothing I could doso I just held...
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