by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
It Couldn’t Have Been You* The years play tricksand make me wonderif I really remember the way things wereor if sometimesI remember a version that doesn’t burnor open wounds anew.It is not a matter of merely forgettingdue to the years extracting their toll.No, it is...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
What Am I Doing? I hung up the phone His little voice still ringing in my ear “I love you, Dad.” And I want to scream Why am I here? What am I doing? I found the VCR tape today Of when he and I went to the canal To see all the tadpoles And baby frogs Just...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
Unfiltered Pall Mall and a Can of Schlitz “Come on in” he said,“but pardon the smellof smoke and cigarettes.We try to air it out but the smellwon’t go away”.I told him it didn’t matterthat I was immuneafter a childhood and many...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
I Lost the Damn Remote Funnyhow easy it is to just sitand watch whatever comes on.You watch whatever happenswhen you lose the remote.Shows become betteror maybe it’s more likenot being worth the effortit takes to get up and change them.Just when you think it...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
Another Dream Another fall, another day of watching golden leaves and feeling cool breezes. Another day, in a far away place away from all the things once important. Another dream, or...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
I Just Stood Outside the Door and Cried* It has hard to say goodbye.Even when the end comes with such a warningand time to adjust,time to spend saying good-bye. When they had done all they couldshe wanted to just come home.She’d known long agohow small time had...
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