by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
Dream Dragons II There are dragons that sit hidden In the gauzy haze of dreams we weave Their eyes gleam and would give them away But for the sparkling vision of dreams They wait patiently, breathing softly And emitting light tendrils...
by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
The Collector I am a collector Of the past Of various things that strike my fancy Or touch me in a special way. I have my cups From when I was a boy. Cups with Hopalong Cassidy Written on the side. There are books,...
by MichaelM | Feb 12, 2017 | Poetry
Damn Fool Everyone wants to be in love. And why not? What could be more fun? What else makes all the little ticks of the clock Into tiny measurements of joy What else brings such...
by MichaelM | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
Christmas Wish I am too big for Santa’s lap But I have a Christmas wish Just the same A simple one For as I think of my little ones That have grown Beyond my sight To be so big I barely Recognize them in the...
by MichaelM | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
The Last Good-bye I used to have a family And did all those family things Sat around the Christmas tree Watched the paper fly Played games and laughed And laughed ‘til I cried I ate ‘til I was stuffed Then ate some more There were football games On...
by MichaelM | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
Living in South Florida So many times a day The line from an old Joe South song Comes to me Maybe while in line at the Post Office Or the bank While in the grocery store It can happen anywhere And it does Over and over again These are not my people A constant reminder...
by MichaelM | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
I Remember I look at him and it is hard to believe That he is three Or that he is mine Or here at all A boy After all these years And all these girls A boy is a special thing To a man And that takes nothing Away from the special things That are my...
by MichaelM | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
Winter Auction And for the next item What would you bid For all those beautiful winter nights And the evenings before the open fire Spent with family and those we love? And how about snowmen And all the winter sports Skiing...
by MichaelM | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
Perfect Joy I have known joy But it was never perfect Few things are But I have heard perfect laughter Laughter filled with pure joy Twice As a matter of fact My blue-eyed daughter Made that sound Once when I bought A...
by Kenny Chesney | Feb 11, 2017 | Poetry
KENNY CHESNEY LYRICS The Good Stuff Well, me and my lady had our first big fightSo I drove around ’till I saw the neon lightsOf a corner bar, It just seemed right, So I pulled upNot a soul around but the old barkeep Down at the end and looking half asleepBut he...
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