Poetry Contest.

I’ve submitted content into a poetry contest via Storymirror. I know very little about Storymirror, or how their contests function.

Do any of you have any information about this publisher that you can share?

One of my poems can be read via the link below:

https://storymirror.com/read/poem/english/ys9ps630/poem/detail?utm_campaign=website&utm_source=sendgrid.com&utm_medium=email

Thanks everyone,

Matt

 

Poem – why the shame

Lately, when I write,
I feel guilt sitting next to me.
It’s frustrating.
Writing is often very easy for me,
and oddly enough I feel
a sense of shame that it is.
Maybe by writing this,
instead of ignoring it,
the guilt will leave.

-M. Taggart
I think it’s already helping. Thinking of people close to me being jealous of my recent writing achievements has had a negative affect. Writing the above helped me to pin-point where the shame and feelings of guilt originated from.

Poem – Non dysfunction

There are books all around my office.
On the floor. On shelves. A number of them
are spilling over in the dry sink. The sink is
old and has cat scratches running up and down
the brownish and yellow wood. I think it’s yellow.
Maybe it’s not. I tell myself to organize the books.
I walk into the office and look at them. I pick one
up and read from it. I place it in a new place. Still,
in the office, and not really put away. Just here.
Like me, and the desk I’m typing on.

-M. Taggart

Odd Walking Thoughts – Un. True.

I saw that before seeing it and now it’s as if I didn’t. The song of the dysfunctional moaning happens. As feet move, over screaming cement. A disdain foams just under thought, asking for more and more; move over and feed this original sin. A seedling isn’t just a thing happened, again, as the fearing behemoths protest- It’s all been done before.

-M. Taggart

Short Story Published (Horror)

My short story, “Only. Just. Here.” has been published.

I had a blast writing this. I was creeping myself out while listening to noises in a home I didn’t know, while writing the story.  (Link to the book http://bit.ly/2W9IwGu )

The setting: Moosehead Lake, Maine. A couple purchased a home that is nestled into the mountainside overlooking the large lake. Things aren’t as they seem as the story quickens pace and takes the reader on a spine tingling adventure.

I hope you purchase and enjoy the book. The link to purchase is below.

America's Emerging Horror Writers: East Region

Cheers everyone!

Matt

P,S,. Megan and I had just moved into our new house and I had two days to write, edit, and complete a horror story to submit to the publisher. I told the construction crews to stay away from the house on Thursday, and Friday leading to the deadline. I locked myself into my new office and wrote the story.

Odd Walking Thoughts

Nothing’s good enough. So, I write nothing. I write about a grandmother sitting alone on a boulder sipping air while watching you. You don’t care much about this, but you still think of her. As a girl she wore sun dresses which you admired. Kicking dirt, ignoring her. In your room you had thoughts that blanketed freedom.

-M. Taggart

Odd Walking Thoughts

I walked on a face today. It was my own. The concrete cherries fished away again and lost my vision for another. The trees were so pretty when they ignored me. Eventually I found a further way. Might I come this way again seeing the eyes that carry the dark and might I carry the dark back. I already own my own.   -M. Taggart