Changing The World With Love
Happy Birthday Poem
A birthday is a marker of time, An anniversary that is ripe, A celebration of the day you left the womb, To breathe the Breath of Life. To see, smell, touch, feel, hear, and taste, And learn about your world, And as years pass you learn some things, As the map of your life is…
Read MoreDear Dad – Happy Birthday
My dad would have been 95 tomorrow. If only he had lived to tell me, to answer my questions, especially, what is life all about? “Dad, you never answered me when I asked about life, when I was 7. Thankfully, I am finding out to some extent now. Better late than never. Maybe you didn’t…
Read MoreOn July 4, Freedom from Tyranny
Keep in mind, before Emilee Klein died, before election day 2016, then Mr. Trump said, “If anyone is terminally ill, make sure you make it to election day to vote for me.” Her response, “If I have to crawl there, I will survive long enough to vote and not for him.” I pushed the wheelchair.…
Read MoreSong – Satin Doll – a favorite
Most of Duke Ellington I love. I always wanted to perform this one. nmitchk@aol.com
Read MoreSong – Anniversary Without – Lyrics
What do you want someone to say to you, what do I want someone to say to me, what do I say to someone, who spouse has died, and their anniversary date arrives? Do I say something to them, or do I ignore it like the pink elephant in the room? Lots of times…
Read MoreSunflower Satire
You may or may not recall, some time ago I wrote a piece about the sunflowers. I will summarize. Once upon a time, the sunflowers got together, Marched on Washington, D.C. and marched right into Trump’s office. When they left, tens of thousands of them, Trump lay lifeless on the floor, a silly inane Trump…
Read MoreA Friend in Struggle
To a friend in struggle: I never had friends before Em died. I probably never really had friends all my life. I have been a loner a long time. I have developed some friendships since Em died. Through grief support, through music, through writing, through facebook, through blogging, through pancreatic and other cancers. I have…
Read MoreP.U.T.Z. Party
PUTZ I am starting a new political party. Right now, I am the sole member. It is called P.U.T.Z. or the PUTZ party. It stands for pick up trash zealously. I formed this party this morning after zealously picking up trash around the road just outside of the cemetery. I got tired of seeing it…
Read MorePoem – Alone Or A Part
I wrote this on what would have been my mom’s 95th birthday, but is it to her? I don’t know. Is it to mother earth? I don’t know. Is is about being so lonely at moments it is excruciatingly painful? Is it a mix of things and feelings and thoughts? That much is certain. Happy…
Read MorePoems – Winter’s Sad, Clouds, Sun, Parkland’s Students Raise Voices and Rise Up
Apologies…the formatting for whatever reason….on this first poem, is all messed up and I cannot fix it…..and the other item of note…as I reread the second poem titled “A Break,” it just had the image of Emilee coming for a visit…that is just how it feels…that our breaths mingled for a few moments, before she…
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