Poem

Hey Dad
I’m listening to a song

In it, I hear you

After the divorce, five years old,
I’m watching you play guitar
at the foot of the bed

In the home I used to live in

The same bed you and Mom
slept in

You’re gone now
But not really
It only takes one song
and a note
to bring everything back

I saw you once a week
as a child
Thank you for trying to make
the most of it

-M. Taggart

ps, he can’t hit it as good as you. just sayin.
Someone you loved.

I’d rather lift an artist up than crush their dreams.

I admire artists who have the talent and skills to sketch, paint, and draw. I don’t have the ability to do any of those things. For me, it’s a pleasure to view the creations of others.

And to think of an artist being told, in some form or another, that their art isn’t valuable…well that pisses me off. And that’s what happened to my friend, Melissa.

Please, jump on over to Melissa’s blog for me and check out her incredible image of a face with its watching, caring, deep set eyes, and let her know how valuable her art is. I can’t stand seeing someone put down when sharing their expressions with the world.

Here’s a link to the painting (scroll down to the end of the post)

https://melissalafontaineblog.wordpress.com/2020/05/04/status-report/

I hope you all have a good day,

Matt

Utterly Fascinating

Outosego has taken a few words of mine (my poem, Set Sail) and added those words to a video with images. I’ve never seen my work added to visuals and music such as this.

Outosego is a very active, supportive, fellow blogger and a social media artist.

You can check out Outosego’s creativity mixed with my poem here:

M. Taggart : A thought is like a ship

I hope you enjoy this as I did. Cheers!

Matt

(ps- the music kicks in at roughly the 12 second mark.)