Poem

I’m viewing the grey lifeless skyline
hoping to soon see a dripping sunset.
I’m thinking the decaying leaves
are also disinterested in more soggy
New England October weather and
would rather trade it for the crispness
that often rides along, clinging to the winds,
while the moon is high, full and alive,
pushing away low lying cloud cover
to expose the naked sky and silent stars.

-M. Taggart

Poem – Corner of a Thought

We saw the boy in the corner today-
It’s said that he placed a thought
where he might one day come

It’s said the thought he lay in the corner
Was ‘Tell life it can’t.’

And now we see the boy in the corner
with his thought having grown.

-M. Taggart
copyright 2017
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A Poem

The stripped October tree-
We could see his hair brush away from his forehead-
Was cold and naked-
He had taken off his hat-
Pulled within to fight another New England Winter-
And he grinned at the crisp taste of late October

copyright 2016 -M. Taggart

Leaves of Fall – Odd Walking Thoughts

An angel stood on my shoulder and told me to blush. I said no. I don’t need to blush. The angel told me that was a sin. The angel told me most what I do is a sin and I wondered why I bothered to try. October found me while I walked along leaves. The leaves crunched as I walked. I wondered if stepping on them was a sin.

October Nights –

It’s finally here. October, with it’s crisp nights, crunching leaves under foot and the smell of the Earth closing in around itself.  I love October, it’s my favorite month of the year. I’ll surely find myself walking among the tress after sundown.

Keep an eye out for my family-friendly short Halloween story.  I”ll have it finished and ready to post on here soon. The story is set in the hills of the Northeast Berkshires, where I spent my childhood.  In the hills, a prep schools holds its domain.  Within the school grounds sits an old haunted Church.