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2010
Change for the better comes hard for most of us so we go the easy and reckless ways we’ve been taught…
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Traveler Tim
The journey ahead.
Once you die you've beaten death.
No more time to cry.

I was thiknin'

Why do I always need to reorder lists

So that heavier, or worse things

Follow the lesser ones, as in:

"disappointment and tragedy"

vs.

"tragedy and disappointment"

It's like—Disappointment?!  Pft, we have tragedy here, man!

I wonder, would I have this proclivity

If I were from another country

Then I think

Nah

I'd be hangin' in that forest

A haiku stapled to my tie

© 09/13/2025 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved.
being fully attuned
standing at the cusp
teetering on the forever
I have passed by on the otherside of the road
watching death sweep across the world
I could have sent relief, I could have stooped down
and entered by the narrow gate
But mercy was hidden deep in my heart
I clutched at it, refusing to spread the love.
I used to have to sit down and make myself write
Now it comes as naturally as breathing

Ideas churn in my head
Spilling out when emotions get high

I have so much to write about
And I find it so relieving

To see my feelings typed out
In dark black ink on a page

I can understand them better that way

Poetry filled a hole I didn't know existed
And I am now a complete soul
You said you'd give me the moon
on a piece of toast
or at least the sweet-hot peel
of her cinnamon skin.

You said you'd raise from the grave
my heart, the ghost
to fill with black-burnt warmth
that could begin

a beat to bring horned dancers from the trees,
life to lift me lurching from my knees;
a revenant in red
that's what you said

that night in the glimmering swell
before the Fall
but it was Carnivale.



~September 2014
endings follow, wordless hunters
-of time and tomorrow

a silent assassin hides in shadows
quiet as forever

'this is the end' The Doors'
poets with music sings

A forgotten past
'forged deep into all futures'

Victim of fashion,
we all fall into her womanhood

poets and lyrics
woman and man

we mine till
we are gone.
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