I got my first pinwheel at a Fourth of July parade, sweating on a steaming curb. I was five years old at the time, and I could show you I knew it too, five pudgy fingers spread wide. Women on stilts with star-spangled pants tossed pinwheels to the kids below. I’d like to think I... Continue Reading →
Preludium — (n.) a prelude, an opening, an introduction (in music and literature); a preparation, a sign of things to come. Download Sheet Music for Preludium Here One Page Condensed Sheet Music for Preludium Here - M.M.
Melting Point It’s raining on the fallen snow and I’m happy—don’t know why. The street is muddy sludge, the grass is flat and pale, the sky is woolen grey, so why? Why is it I’m happy? The world’s a mess and it’s the best. I’m happy—don’t know why. -M.M.
Blue Old Levi neglected to say, In hopes of increasing his pay, That once they get wet, You bet you can bet, Your jeans will be soaking all day. -M.M.
Riddle A compendium of trinkets Cleverly arranged To terrify the blinking, Backward, and estranged. Call it reverse amnesia, Call it spoil-sport, But the rarest of all riddles Is that with no retort. -M.M.
Whodunit One chair, backwards. One jar, empty. Chocolate on the doorknob. Two wide eyes. And one brown smudge. Must have been the cat. -M.M.
"Till We Meet" is a short piece for piano and voice (or really piano and any solo instrument). I was listening to a lot of old folk tunes from the Brittish Isles. One of my favorites is called "The Parting Glass". I also love the Hymn "God Be With You Till We Meet Again".... 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.
Miner Discovery The miner was mining (as miners will do) With a pick in his hand and a foot in each shoe, Chipping away in the dark at the stone, Humming a melody, lost and alone, With naught but the minimal light from his hat, Searching for anything new to look at— A... Continue Reading →