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reds, crimsons and bloodsthere’s a rose in the meadowsnow-covered in love . . .
for a very special flowerand for Deb
Posts Tagged ‘Personal’
For Rose
Posted: 23rd February 2010 by ~m in Angels, Family, Love, Music, Personal, YouTube, haiku, hopeTags: haiku, Personal, Rose. love, Video
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dark saint
Posted: 1st December 2009 by ~m in Angels, Australia, Christmas, Holidays, Personal, Sad, Truth, Twitter, alzheimer's disease, chances, darkTags: Christmas, dark, Holidays, Personal, Santa
The tree is up and dressed with soft, white lights, ornaments and icicles.
The cats are already stripping them off and methodically leaving them on the floor where my unsuspecting feet find them at 3:02am.
The other morning I found a ceramic reindeer the sole of my left foot was violently impaled
with the antlers of an unsympathetic [...]
Off
Posted: 11th November 2009 by ~m in Cigars, Holidays, PersonalTags: bourbon, Cigars, Personal, time off
Enjoying a bit of badly needed time off.
I will be reading and checking in but won’t be posting until next week sometime.
Have some personal things that need some attention.
Thanks for stopping in.
Now back to my fine Montecristo No. 2 . . .
(and no, that’s not me sitting in the comfy chair.
I am in a dark [...]
Forever (26)
Posted: 5th November 2009 by ~m in Audio, Dreams, Forever, Love, Music, Pamela, Personal, Time, Truth, Video, anniversaries, dancingTags: anniversary, Kenny Loggins, Love, Pamela, Personal
Pamela-
I’ve always dreamed of singing this song for you.
In my heart, I know that I have, maybe someday I actually will.
It’s everything I’ve always wanted to say to the only person in the world that I could ever say it to.
Our love is a slow, sweet dance . . .
Happy Anniversary, my Pamela
(put on the [...]
the silence of a letter
Posted: 18th September 2009 by ~m in Personal, Sad, TruthTags: pain, Personal, stress
It’s not only the way it feels,
it’s the way it makes me feel . . .
a conditional freak of
my own mind,
my own doing,
my own flesh and
candy-apple red blood,
and a host that lives inside of me . . .
It grows asymmetrical outside my body,
the unwanted lichens of all that I can’t bear
It’s only when I look [...]
2,592,000 seconds
Posted: 24th August 2009 by ~m in Akubra Hats, Australia, Blogging, Classic Literature, Creative, Life, Personal, Reading, Sad, Time, Trainride, Travel, Truth, weird, writingTags: Blogging, Ipod, Music, Personal, Reading, Time, trains, writing
I figured out that I spend approximately one month a year riding the train back and forth to Boston.
One month.
30 days.
720 hours.
43,200 minutes.
2,592,000 seconds.
I write, read, sleep, text message, eat, drink
and look out the slightly opaque windows and think.
I’ve been doing this for over 4 years and if it weren’t for my writing stuff and [...]
Tears, still
Posted: 14th July 2009 by ~m in Angels, Family, God, Irish, Life, Love, Personal, emptyTags: Life, Love, Mom, Personal, roses, tears
Dear Mom,
I stopped by your grave tonight just as the sun was setting.
The town seemed eerily quiet but the burnt orange sky to the west held promise of another day.
Maybe it was remembering you, that’s the Utopian side of my brain at work.
I had little to offer you save for my tears that splashed on [...]
booK of liarS
Posted: 11th May 2009 by ~m in Angels, God, Insomnia, Mondays, Old Days, Or not, Personal, Sad, Sleep, Ugly, blues, dark, prayer, teethTags: Angels, dark, Life, Personal, prose, thoughts, Ugly
I close my eyes
trying to dream of something better than this
anything true, a slightly bruised honesty would do
Maybe it’s because nothing feels safe anymore
So I close my eyes
and dream of distant Norwegian lilies
of beautiful and colourful things, the slumbering truths of my past
Although nights of black rain are making it so hard to sleep
But I [...]
Calling St. Anthony
Posted: 17th December 2008 by ~m in Friends, God, Life, Personal, Sacred, blues, chances, prayerTags: Christmas, Memoir, Personal, Truth, writing
I was up and out of bed at 5:45 this morning, a bit early on a Tuesday but I had some things to do before heading into Boston. I could hear freezing rain ‘ticking’ off the windows in the living room and thought, “Early train.”
Icy conditions bamboozle the commuter rail and taking an early train [...]
MyTunes
Posted: 1st December 2008 by ~m in Christmas, Family, Internet, Ipod, Itunes, Jazz music, MP3s, Music, TruthTags: beautiful, Holidays, Just words, Personal
It all began back in 1986 when I was living the life of a ‘musical’ Riley.
That, however, is a post for another day.
I used to write songs for my wife as unique Christmas presents.
After sending a few of them on to a dear friend, she suggested (ever so gently) that I make an attempt to [...]