Poem

Got it!
fumbled with my cell phone
knew I’d get close

it’s hard to know when to care
Sitting Next to my son
feeling him lean in

Dad

just the word

the movie was good

-M. Taggart

Poem

It takes one glance
It’s up to you to trust it

-M. Taggart

Poem

It’s never all been done-
Before, the turn of a thought
starts, and never ends.

-M. Taggart

Enjoy your view

Enjoy your life even if they don’t want you to. -M. Taggart

Poem

I smoked a cigar today
The sun split me in two

Dark. Not dark.

When I was young I fished brook trout

I wasn’t very good

Mostly Chris caught them
and our mother would sometimes prepare them to eat

I remember one time
She took the tinfoil from the freezer
and put the frozen trout on the skillet

I didn’t want to eat it

Which way I lean my head
is where I’m split

It’s funny how this all happens

-M. Taggart

I’ll take the shot

-M. Taggart

Poem

I once had my mind
in my mouth

-M. Taggart

Poem

I had to open a beer
and drink most of it
to let my fingers
think of all of this nicely

-M. Taggart

Poem

The accusation of life, is a memory.

We’ll see you again.

-M. Taggart

Poem

There’s no good time to write
it’s an everything thing

while rocking
the baby

I can remember rocking Gavin to sleep
in the middle of the day

being Judged

I was a stay at home Dad

rocking a baby

Knowing I was doing the right thing

Knowing the Judgment

Gavin would slowly fall asleep
sprawled out in his little onesie
on my lap

And I knew how lucky I was

as I wrote poems with my thumb

-M. Taggart