Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’

For me this post signifies many things:
loss,
discovery,
deletion,
pain,
expectations,
choices,
devil-is-in-the-details,
denial and
ultimately
The
truth . . .
Cryptic, I know and I apologize for my strange and mysterious ways.
The following poem has been used for many purposes over the years,
based on its various interpretations.
Methinks, that’s why it’s such a great piece of literature.
It spoke multitudes to me tonight.
If you’ve read it, read [...]

I was given this award a few months ago by Annie, a writer I truly admire (and a dear friend).
She gave me the award saying this; “Michael at Smoke & Mirrors because his landscape is beautiful and touching, albeit often sad, and so very real that his words can touch as no others can.”
I have [...]

If this is your first time visiting here you may want to click on the picture above.
On the ‘Ghosts‘ page you will find writing that holds special meaning for me.
It’s a good indicator as to the overall content of the blog as well.
For some reason I blew the page away and just realized it the [...]

In about three weeks my wife and I will celebrate 25 years of marriage.
It just doesn’t make sense that I make a whole spectacle of it in one day, seeing we’ve been together and
so incredibly strong for 25 years.
These days, I’m truly amazed after reading the ‘legals’ in the newspaper with these assholes that get [...]

Godspeak

Posted: 13th October 2008 by ~m in Life, Personal, Poetry, Sacred, Truth, prayer, the Cosmos, writing
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found this on the Jonathan Carroll website/blog.
written by 20th century German poet Rainer Maria von Rilke::
God Speaks to Each of Us
God speaks to each of us before we are,
Before he’s formed us then, in cloudy speech,
But only then, he speaks these words to each
And silently walks with us from the dark:
Driven by your senses, [...]

the echoes of goodbye cross a yawning chasm of fog and thought find me sitting in this Darkroom, the pictures of my life, languid and swirling above me
familiar fingers of blacklight penetrate me, violating my inner walls of thought, a fortress once impervious yet fragile, yes, once like me
galaxies of sotto voce secrets, skeletons in [...]

A flutter of wings
in a world washed grey
closing tired eyes
slowly slip away
a fight against The will
learned tolerance to the pain
incomprehensible ruin
terminal drops of rain
the lack of understanding
invisible hands of a ticking clock
solitary hours moving away
shadows lost to the infinite dark
a moment of hope will surely find her
a millisecond of brilliant white light
a midnight angel to [...]

I’ve been busy updating my “pages” and doing some sorely needed blog maintenance.
The Ghosts and Poetry pages have been updated.
I’ve also posted a short story I wrote 6 years ago.
Just click on one of the corresponding tabs above to get there.
Thanks to Moe for all her help and guidance when I was absolutely freaking [...]

Broken

Posted: 23rd May 2008 by ~m in Birthdays, Family, Life, Love, Personal, Truth, alzheimer's disease
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My father has been on my mind lately for many reasons.
Today is his 79th birthday and I’m not sure if he’ll be around for the next one.
Though he knows little of what I do here, I send this to him with all my heart.
I think I was channeling him when I wrote it.
I hope that [...]