Your thoughts will lead If you give yourself permission to let them.
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-M. Taggart
Tag: Reflection
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.
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copyright 2017
-M. Taggart
A Poem
You misread well-
The man laughing was crying-
And the mirror looked fine-
copyright 2017 -M. Taggart
(Edited. It was driving me insane.)
Odd Walking Thoughts
What do you all think about your mom? I love mine. That’s an easy one. How about tits being sucked while the infant is at fault in public? Or- what of your own home and who uses the bathroom no longer because they checked out? Checked out of your baggage, your thoughts, and process of being? How about your outstretched arms looking, and the forgotten shoulder? Do people ask for your opinion? Is the essence of being to watch another walk?
-M. Taggart copyright 2017
(This was part of a longer piece. I am unable to share the rest.)
9/11- Never Gone
When chaos hits-
And you’re alone-
Does this make you strong-
Or weak
Copyright M. Taggart
I wrote this on 9/12/01 while in college. I didn’t know until a few days later that my uncle had fled from tower number two.
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