start with life
if you have something
good cherish it
took me a while to learn
i think i did OK when i was a kid
i chewed on leather straps hanging off of my baseball glove while waiting for line drives
then somewhere along the way
i didn’t care enough to cherish anything i looked at things with importance not love to benchmark
walking in the woods, taking time to watch a single leaf fall in a single way, is a good place to start
and when it lands,
find life, and wish it well
i dig deeply
into simplicity while understanding the complexity of it all
I keep listening to my favorite song.
I’m docked on my seat. Listening.
Red dress walked by; eyes followed.
Disappointment dripped from my mind.
Or to the moon, cast no doubt,
as the pitfalls to all edges speak in whispers of encouragement. It’s true about the shadow of Spring. And it’s true about where I belong. I’ll be going there, with the moon as my anchor.
“How can we live without our lives? How will we know it’s us without our past?”
– John Steinbeck.
photo taken by Matt in Maine.
I drive around with poems in my head-
One piece of wind at a time.
Some days are meant for sadness.
It’s how they’re built. So we can sit in them, and rock.
It’s a timing thing. We’re here until we’re not. -M. Taggart
Lewiston, Maine. Taken by -M. Taggart.
I’m sitting here playing chess
and reading the ending of ‘Brave New World’ with a purring kitten named Buk on my lap My beer is empty I don’t want to get up
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” -Albert Einstein
(I took the photo in Southern Maine.)