I stand with unheard wings
While They turn toward dusk
Wishing elimination –
Let them walk with measured tread
The Apostles are ready
They’ve always been

-M. Taggart

Odd Walking Thoughts – Don’t keep

We walk into the shadow of death to pull one wounded child from its depths, to find another daft man standing in the corner. Leaves are shuffling outside my window. A man with a golden heart is gone. Another stands in a room looking. Don’t block me. I am here and at least I have my fingers. The man in the room standing, looking daft, asks for silence because silences never questions. Never says a damn word. The girl with the golden brow would have cared for a word. And the boy with the covers pulled tight would have cared for the same.
copyright 2017
-M. Taggart

A Poem

Oh- certainly we saw you
hunched shoulders, laboring, tears streaming

We raged through the streets
demanding your sacrifice

So much so that you became lost
It’s been too long now

And somewhere
your metamorphosis of thought,
beautifully etched into the frame of a wooden windowsill
is waiting to be read

your tears stained History-
what have we done

-M. Taggart
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Odd Walking Thoughts

We took a broken thought and turned it to gold. Why. The boy, with his head held under a towel telling. His head held by another. If one fixes another breaks. We shouldn’t be writing this, we’re looking now. Keep going. No. The towel sickens and breaths. We hold you down. Don’t you see.

-M. Taggart
Copyright 2017

A Poem – The Fog Was Thick

I wanted to write today. About a picture of a dock engulfed in fog.
The fog was thick.

How’s that. fuckers.
My drink is nice. It’s a mixture of ice and booze.
The booze being Gin. Which isn’t my first choice.
it’s what I had

The dock photo isn’t a great photo
it’s OK
I want to give it away

Outside my window there are trees
Beyond those trees, a rich man lives
he built a house for his son

Today there was a violent fight
between a young man and young woman

i think she won

now though the fan is cooling the air
and I’m enjoying my drink



Please, use this photo. However you’d like. I took it. ┬áIt’s OK, but not great.

Fathers Day