To be seen – M. Taggart

I’m looking at a picture of usI didn’t like it at the timeThere was something too real-I felt ugly about itBut now I love itYou were trying to tell me somethingAnd now that you don’t want to be seenI’ve figured it out in the photoWhile I was off mentally having funYou were telling me youContinue reading “To be seen – M. Taggart”

poem – being – M. Taggart

The Iliad of silence gasps for airas we peer through collectedprisms of sight- hoping to risea morning with more purposethan that which drives eyesto view the next without. -M. Taggart online at: