by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
Just This Damn Winter Night I am so tired of being lonely, tired of being blue. Tired of trying to remember how being touched used to feel. Tired of trying to...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
Six Days Sometimes it happens Tho’ I don’t know why In the room where I live With no place for disorder. The irregular object appears Perhaps a bit frayed Or of a hue Not fitting the color scheme Unplaceable Where everything had a place Orderly Until then....
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
Some Lives Strangers Though we lay together In the closeness of the night Just before sleep Made its claim She began to speak Quietly aloud Rather than to me She spoke of yearning For something she’d never found Her eyes...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
I Came Here One Time I came here one time With you When I was only nine We came to bring Johnny home I, too young to really understand And you, beyond any understanding I have no real...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
Twilight I have lost another Spring This one flashed by At speeds just above the limit As I raced home To rage, rage At hospitals...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
SILENT NIGHT The past few months brought reminders Fewer as the weeks went by But now with the holidays The strengthen and renew For it is the first Christmas Without my Mother And the third without my Father My...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
BEDS The first nights were spent In a bed for one Twin-sized But sleep came easy In comfort of each other’s arms But...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
Honeymooner Late night searching Of the radio dial In the darkness Seeking sleep Ever elusive Radio sounds Sometimes bring the haze With talk shows Preachers crying in the night Golden oldies But tonight came the news Of the “Great One” Gone in the night...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
No Word From My Father I woke in the middle of the night With the pressure of too many late night drinks In the bathroom mirror I saw my father I saw my father’s eyes And mouth But he would not speak to me He just stared But something...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
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