Odd Walking Thoughts

Solemnly the boy walked alone wanting to know how memories could sing. He passed himself, his grave, his smile, his teeth grinding. Is it not nice following what we once never knew. A tree shivered off itself to become more, having seen the boy. ‘Wish to know about memories?’ asked the tree. ‘I do.’ replied the boy. ‘Come here. I’ve just ruined myself for you.’ the boy walked on.

-M. Taggart
copyright 2018

Odd Walking Thoughts – The Boy

a young boy watches his reflection in a small pool of water. he wants to say hello, how are you. instead he says nothing. he sees his reflection say nothing back. blocked is a horrifying feeling when you see the words and the everything so easily and it’s not so easy too. cars pass by. some swerve slightly to avoid what they think is a dead animal near the road. the boy doesn’t mind the cars. at least they have a voice.

-M. Taggart
copyright 2017

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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