PATRICK MICHAEL

PATRICK MICHAEL

MAKING MUSIC

Music is the breath of life for the romantic

pianos

playing

all genres in concert is sweetly fantastic

strumming

guitars

with soft melodies may seem sour or tragic

thunder

lightning

make loud sounds, nature's music is startling, frantic

working

playing

together is music of a different tactic

developing

being

creative is a form of music, more manic

teaming

together

is a music made for being more bombastic

comedies

tragedies

bring bittersweet times that turn to the pedantic

skating

performing

for friends is a form of music, showing poise

reading

stories

shows new ways for music that the mind employs

sporting

events

bring cheerleaders and support music for the boys

marching

trumpeters

trombones and tubas with a kind of counterpoise

radios

bestow

music on the ears while driving, spiritual joys

television

concerts

reward the watcher, listener with sweeter convoys

listening

taking

in the sounds of the forest, those that annoys

walking

strolling

hand in hand with a girl, the time that one enjoys

humming

singles

heard on the radio, ones that stick in your head

chanting

tuning

into the cosmos, meditating a bridgehead

sailing

soaring

in the clouds high above, music by dragonhead

dances

circles

of love cause ambitions to rise, music well fed

lyrics

written

by artists create impressions, by seeing red

producing

seducing

the minds of musicians, a transcending godhead

jamming

instrumentalists

keep a rhythm in the mind, music is not read

rocking

robins

sing a song of love, their music being purebred

albums

recorded

by an engineer, mastered music is flowing

schooldays

daydreaming

comes without warning, the music speaks to roaming

operas

symphonies

give music precise story telling, foreboding

choral

orchestral

performances enhance each show, candy coating

mellifluous

sounding

performances are music to the ears, floating

sonic

vibrations

are nature's music, the Universe is humming

making

whoopee

is music for lovers, heart strings always drumming

living

loving

each other, the music of all life is crowing.

(c) May 3, 2017 by PBM

MUSING AND INCENSE

Meditation gives us a sense of peace of mind

taming

mental

anguish with appeasement of the soul when maligned

soothing

senses

till peaceful feelings overcome what we opined

relaxing

taking

time to yourself, to become cosmically aligned

waiting

holding

back ill feelings, praying to the sky as inclined

reaching

stretching

the mind to capture the clouds, dragons are defined

floating

above

the horizon like a butterfly, unconfined

daydreaming

pretending

you are a fly on the wall, as the mastermind

thinking

about

life and love, the mind lost in its pure fantasy

contemplating

inner

depths of the soul, finding your creativity

imagining

searching

for new horizons, focusing on comedy

living

dying

in stages of the mind, creating tragedy

absorbing

ideas

from the subconscious, like a social rhapsody

reflecting

revisiting

times of your childhood, searching for vivacity

fantasizing

marveling

at what life has dealt you, finding insanity

debating

yourself

to find an answer of a profound gravity

dissecting

extolling

the virtues of incense, mulling over airspace

lamenting

better

times when love was all there was, arsenic to brace

mocking

shocking

close friends with nonsense names and getting in their face

posing

questions

to have fun, relaxing with chips to interface

worrying

bewailing

behaviors out of norms, laughing, finding your place

blocking

evil

thoughts from the conscious self, from porn in cyberspace

trusting

selflessness

comes to those with sensitivity teaching grace

delusions

savoring

love from the heart and soul, coming from inner space

inviting

embracing

contact with sprites, yoga relaxes the muscles

spirits

transcending

the soul, love consciousness becomes like wild chuckles

mysticism

stillness

in the heart touches the soul, ending all squabbles

laughter

belly

laughs are good for the soul, ending thoughts of troubles

protesting

politics

of exclusion, wars, personality doubles

solitude

silent

time is good for meditation, as well as puzzles

sudden

enlightenment

comes like a lightning strike, minds turn into ruffles

making

whoopee

breaks the silence, becomes full of tiny bubbles.

(c) May 5, 2017 by PBM

TOLERANCE AND LOVE

Growing up is about gaining real maturity

standing

leaning

on mom and dad to gain independence, unity

learning

taking

lessons from nature, finding a real security

following

adults

to gain understanding, from our immaturity

playing

pretending

to be some famous actor, with sensitivity

allowing

differences

to come into play, foregoing its obscurity

resisting

irritations

to heart and soul, letting go of your hostility

inclusion

margins

of tolerance given way to your transparency

being

generous

with your affections, because of an awful nightmare

cosmic

connections

make us all brothers, sisters, a humble good to share

meadows

extending

to the horizon, with green grass growing everywhere

mountains

rising

up into the clouds, dragons bring peace, so unaware

seasons

reasons

do not matter, love grows like irrational welfare

indulgence

acceptance

of conditions on a relationship, to beware

civility

rationality

given to building trust, 'fore a romantic affair

working

saving

on a budget to gain rewards for a loving sphere

diversity

cooperating

with friends and family, to avoid a proxy fight

lifting

spirits

of those around you, a true synergy to invite

suffering

sacrificing

time and patience for someone else's complete delight

leveling

restraining

the temper to show compassion, no bent to excite

condoning

deviations

to the norm, to avoid what is a presumptive right

resisting

opinions

that interfere with civil rights, that are held too tight

enduring

limits

on your time, knowing love has a hardy appetite

sensitive

instincts

put to use, to overcome time placed in the limelight

showing

lenience

to family and friends, with anyone in your life's flow

forgiveness

giving

back as you get older, showing love has a warm glow

humility

solidarity

when it counts, lighting candles to reach a new plateau

permitting

louder

speaking to overcome background noise, ears feel the woe

amity

friendliness

offer new friends a path to show their way, going slow

acting

tolerant

to those in close proximity, with love to bestow

moral

convictions

relate to nature's way, lessons learned will always grow

values

developed

to gain wisdom over time, finding your afterglow.

 (c) May 7, 2017 by PBM

PATRICK MICHAEL

PATRICK MICHAEL: I am a male, 72 years old, born July 19, 1944 in Bluffton, IN with extensive background in many areas, and, until very recently had not planned to publish except for my family and close friends who love my poetry. With the coming of age of self publishing, I now plan to spread my words as far as possible. I was born and raised in small towns in North Central Indiana, attending schools in Marion, Summitville and Huntington Indiana through grade 11. I graduated from Brentwood High School in Brentwood, MO in St. Louis County, but claim both it and Huntington High School, as my alma maters with the Class of 1962. I come from a family of very warm and talented people and learned many of my skills from my dearly, departed Mother. She was an extremely talented woman with the voice of an angel, a coloratura soprano, as well as being a superb pianist with concert quality skills. I am a 100% Disabled Vietnam Vet and I have a lifelong disease, Multiple Sclerosis, which I have dealt with and you would never know I have it when looking at me today. I overcame it's grip on my life in late 1994, suffer few side affects now and take no medication for it. I first noticed my health issues associated with it at age 15, but was not diagnosed till 1981. It stopped me from finishing my higher education in 1973, causing me concentration problems. I kept learning by other means throughout my life, which in time will be apparent if you read enough of my poetry. During my working years I was always working with my mind and hands to be creative, studied medical science for my families benefits as well as my own, religions and spirituality as well as the social and physical sciences, with particular emphasis on relationships and gender differences. I worked for the Defense Department in the mapping and charting field and for the CIA near the end of my career. I have lived in many places since my divorce in 2004. Among them Orlando, FL, San Jose, CA, Bellingham, WA and now, since 2008 in Shoreline, WA.