mtaggartwriter – Grumpy's Gifts (poetry corner)

Poem – M Taggart

I guess I’m lucky like that.I can find happiness in thedropping of a pine cone. In the city. In the woods.From the edge of my office chair.In a crowded pub with a corner window.A book in hand, and there I am,lucky enough to raise my eyes. -M. Taggart online at: https://mtaggartwriter.wordpress.com/

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: https://mtaggartwriter.wordpress.com/