https://youtu.be/HQHC8KmRDtg Free sheet music and more information about this piece HERE. -M.M.
Pocket lint Pocket lint is love: cozy, secret, and inexplicable, buried in every person's pocket, a puff of imagination. Some do not care for it. They flick it away, emptying their pockets of feeling, while others collect it, stashing it close to their soul where it can breathe and thrive. It may... Continue Reading →
True Love “You want to do WHAT?” “Marry him.” “But… he’s fictional—” “And perfect.” “And I wrote him into existence.” “Romantic, isn’t it. I just can’t wait to—” “BUT HE’S NOT REAL.” “So what?” “So what what? Are you going to put the book on the altar and…” “Yes. Won’t it be wonderful: I... Continue Reading →
photo credit: santabanta.com Love, Crosscut Let’s Overdo Virtually Everything. Lemons Only Value Errors. Listen Often, Veto Eloquently. Lose Our Various Excuses. L.A.R.P.ing On Valentine’s, Eh? Last, Our Victory Endures. Lunch Overboard. Vomit. Eek. Let Our Voyage Enrich Love. -M.M.
I Wish, for You, all Happiness I wish, for you, all happiness, And many sweet returns, That even when the clock hands rust, Your love still ever burns. That even when the party’s done, And the spotlight’s dim, You’ll still celebrate each day, All your life with him. I hope you’ll... Continue Reading →
Always Next Valentine’s Day I meant to give you a card today, My gift to you, sweet Sally Mae, I worked so hard, To make the card, For you this Valentine’s Day. I saw you standing ‘cross the way, I steeled my nerves and braveray, And while I felt bolder, I tapped... Continue Reading →
I, the Aspiring I tried. I really did my best, you know. The best me. So there’s really no way I could have failed. For cleverness, I added two in coconuts, And one for spice. A Clever in C. Take my brand, Or leave it. Someone’s bound To love it. My sunny-sideways... Continue Reading →
This poem is a response to a poem by Andrew Marvell called "To His Coy Mistress". You can read it here, or you can just enjoy the response as a stand-alone piece. To the Sushi Lover Had we but world enough and time, I would not harken to your rhyme. You speak of loving... Continue Reading →
In reading the first quarter of Pride and Prejudice this week, I came across a myriad of rich words. Some are old friends long forgotten, others are new friends not to be discarded. I have attempted to properly incorporate a majority of the following words into a mini story, which can found towards the bottom of... Continue Reading →