Saturday, June 30, 2012





Poetry

Saving Face

Stand at the face of infinity,

and see me.

Read from the books of reality,

and hear me.

Take heed in word I will sing to you,

then feel me.

Find fact through the eyes of integrity,

then teach me.

Close doors on forgotten memories,

to need me.

Speak silence in words of true honesty,

to have me.

DLM




Words will Manifest


Blood and life in the tips of my fingers
click, click on the small padded squares.
constant pressing matters of the brain
calling to the conscious
from the subconscious.

They live in me and my body trembles as
they fall from the world within my limbs and flesh.
a day without words manifested is like a day without
a stranger in ones life.
Unusual to me.

I am not unlike the bear.
I am living on the white lace and satin.
Manifested in the words of my flesh
Blood and life
Blood and Breath
They live in me and I simply offer them to you.

And they make me beautiful.

DLM

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Sunday, January 23, 2011



Although I'm sensitive to the earthy humor of Red Skelton and the likes, as well as the twisted peculiar humor of Muppets and Saturday morning 80's cartoons. I have never enjoyed so much as I do now, the strange and ridiculous humor of the television show The Office.

Monday, November 8, 2010


The months go by.  I will probably count them for a while as they continue to get further and further away from August. I'm exhausted and sometimes very confused.  I've spent so much time in prayer and conversations with the Lord I feel like we've been to lunch each day. I've shed a lot of tears lately.  I've been trying desperately to keep my head above water and not drown in the creeping depression that has slowly made its way into my life in the last 6 weeks or so.  I finally decided to get help and have been medicated with Cymbalta for 4 days now.  I can honestly say I am beginning to feel like I am coming out of this fog and making some improvement.

Monday, October 11, 2010


I love FALL! It's the opening procession to the cavalcade of seasonal events from September to January.The smell of pumpkins and spices; the changing leaves and brisk early morning chill in the air. 

Can you smell the cinnamon and nutmeg? Can you hear the rustling of the fallen leaves or feel the static in the breezes? 

I don't know any other time of year that feels so vivid for me.  From the turning of the leaves until that darn groundhog checks his shadow, life's little trials and tribulations are all worth while if I get to experience the seasons of autumn and winter with incomparable joys and vicissitudes. I love spring and summer for their reprieve from cold toes and excessive sniffles. I love them for the opportunity to experience things not possible during autumn and winter.  Nevertheless, they are not as brilliant to my senses as the Holidays.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

I miss him but it gets a little easier each day




Pie Jesu


Pie Jesu,

Qui tollis peccata mundi

Dona eis requiem.

Agnus Dei,

Qui tollis peccata mundi,

Dona eis requiem

Sempiternam.

Merciful Jesus,

Who takes away the sins of the world,

Grant them rest.

Lamb of God,

Who takes away the sins of the world,

Grant them rest

Everlasting.

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