My math brain fell apart again and now I can’t be sure, whether nine is more than ten ‘cause nine is spelled with four, and ten is spelled with three, and three is spelled with five, and five is spelled with four again, which shows how I arrive at thinking nine’s the same as five,... Continue Reading →
Write letters filled with meaning, Something truly worth the reading, Words that wriggle with repeating On the cold and dying page. Paint a picture worth the seeing, A creation worth the being, Hold the moment back from fleeing On into the endless age. Something truly worth the reading On into the endless age. -M.M.
Who Put the R in February? Who put the C in discipline? Why an A in aisle? Or the O in jeopardy? Oh, the English Guile! Who put the R in February? Or G and H in through? With all these extra letters, What’s a soul to do? He can’t just chuck... Continue Reading →
“Get to You” is a song I wrote on the ukulele. As with all songs, the words are rather lifeless without the music. Music has the ability to portray emotions and subtle nuances that the spoken word cannot. Due to the fact that this was the first song I ever wrote of any merit on... Continue Reading →