Poem

And a few did often, by willing of the mind,
what so many did not. And this
made for depths of exhaustion,
jealousy, and fear. Though the same rules
applied, they were never searched for and
they were never learned. They were
never even dreamed of.

-M. Taggart

Poem Up #A Trick on Life

Now this one I’m proud of!

As many of you know, I love our son completely. Having the
ability to ‘will things’ into place, or happenings into reality, exists.

It’s real. Faith, is real.

Thank you, Terveen Gill (Editor of Masticadores India and wonderfully talented author). I consider you a friend. I’m thankful to have you in my life.

A Trick on Life

I played a trick on life
and trusted it.
Along with what my mind delivered;
the opening of a door, the murmur
of a child, the running feet from
a few rooms away until finally
they were no longer away, but here.
As if when having thought about life
with him, long before conception,

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Poem

And I see you looking back
walking underneath yourself
While trust waits
Sometimes a five year old
has the most confidence
and why shouldn’t they
and why should we

It’s as if the five year old
has a soul

an infinite soul

-M. Taggart

when it hits, I write

i’m so sorry i’m so behind. I see you.

Cheers,

Two days from now will mark the first anniversary of my father’s death.

He battled cancer. We were told it was treatable. We were told he would live a long life.

It was too late when they discovered that he had a very rare version of this very treatable cancer.

It’s possible I may write and publish a few blog posts, over the next few days, that may be difficult to read for some.

I hope you understand.

Matt

My father lost custody and the right to see my brother and I when we were young. Later in life
my father and I became very close.