July 18, 2015

Shrimp with White Sherry Sauce ~ Gambas Al Jerez

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Migueltio The North Country Latino makes the Spanish recipe Gambas Al Jerez or Shrimp with White Sherry Sauce!!

July 9, 2015

Woman Of Wine

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Streams of water rushing

down in a steady brook-like

formation as the terrain

of a gravel ridden path

is overcome and overwrought

by days of unrelenting rain.

As morning’s light shines through

her enhanced window of homespun

delight she awakens from a

night where her spirit flew endlessly

into and out of the arms of fantasies desired.

Dressing in the bounty of her

fashion so fascinating to the

eye she wends her way down

the path her supple shoulders

illuminated by the bright

presence of the sun no longer

absent as in the days of recent past.

Step by step she avoids the rushes

and the mud created by the former days of

rain which kept production at bay

but availed her a spiritual and

emotional cleansing of her skin

her heart her mind and

her soul as she took contentment

and took enjoyment at the reception

of every drop upon her ever beauteous face.

Having made her way down

the path she approaches the acres

of priceless treasured grapes

ornamented upon the inspiring hillside

of the glistening nearby coast.

Many hours choosing

many hours sampling

many hours handpicking the

finest of the vines

that her pallet perceives

as the richest and sweetest

as if kissing the lover

of her night’s greatest longings.

Hours passing sun

setting as night’s

stars and the moon’s glow

replace the day’s sun with a

light more reserved but calm and

void of reproaching clouds and storms.

A light shines through another enhanced

window where she bathes so beautiful

in jasmine, rose petals, and coconut

zest easing the pangs of her long labors

enjoying the quiet

enjoying the comfort

of bathing her body

surrounded by candles

of vanilla and cinnamon

while she sips a glass

of the production her heart

is daily inspired

daily desired to help

with love to



July 7, 2015

Feed The Greed

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 12:15 pm

Feel the need

feed the need

they feel the

need to feed the

greed forcing us to

bleed more for

their seed

we feel the need

to grow more weed

to economically succeed

while our brain cells recede.

Many diss those who

are not of their breed

who do not subscribe to

their narrow mind creed

because they were born

of a different seed

and in arrogant eyes

they only impede

the closed minded doctrines

to which many heed

seen as unworthy

not up to speed

thinking them void

of any good deed.

So many miss

the signals we

should read

that wars have been


slaves have been


equality and goodwill

have been nationally


only to fall upon

deaf dissing ears

no matter how much

we teach

inform or


clouding over the

benefit of

medical need

clouding over the

ever present harvest of



July 5, 2015


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Migueltio The North Country Latino makes Venezuelan/Colombian Arepas, the hottest trend in Latino Cuisine!!

June 18, 2015

How Can We Stop It?

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , — migueltio @ 10:34 pm

They need help

it is that simple

it is that easy to

see they need help

their vision lost

of the best they

can be their vision

distorted by every past

shooting spree

that every page on

the net tags so famously.

They play games today

that lack real


that lack real


of people that

have real


real faces

who would actually

die in the

violent car chases

seen by kids today

barely old enough

for braces

who learn

how to burn

with no real


for social


or societal


I am not one

who believes that

a gun

should totally go


removing the rights

of those who

hunt or

properly display

but somehow

and somewhere

there needs to be


a solution

to keep them out

of hands

that will


the innocent



June 10, 2015

NYC 1981


Almost summer

a lifetime ago

a city so different

than many now know

today a memory of

a long lost June

today a memory of

a different tune

a city of a different way.

A 12 year old

boy walks down

a busy street at

night about to enter

his hotel when a

bag lady one among many

smiles his way.

A 12 year old

boy rides a checkered

cab sitting on a silver

disc of a seat folded out

from the back of the front

as the driver whisks his family

he smiles along the way.

A 12 year old

boy walks through

Times Square at night never

having experienced  this mature

type of sight as an old man

hands him a strip club flyer

and laughs as he walks away.

A 12 year old

boy and his family

make their way through

Little Italy at a festival

full of food and games

he can still smell it he can still

see it as the subway pulls away.


June 7, 2015

The Daily Vine

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 2:33 pm


The life we lead

is like vineyard

with so many of us

connected near by

but also to those

quite far away.

We are the grapes

upon every vine

we give forth our

blood and sweat

to mix

to sweeten

the perpetual wine

made everyday

under sun

under rain

whether that day

is of joy

or of undesired pain

each new day

is new blood to

be paid each new

day is a new wine

to be made so priceless

not some aimless

game to be played or

some puddle so shallow for

just our ankles to wade.

We are in this vineyard

together our roots are deep

we cannot bleed sour

wine so rancid or cheap

we should not ascend

mountains too un-negotiable

and steep

count your friends instead

of sheep

each new day

is a new way

to awaken

the mind’s sleep.


May 31, 2015

Un Sueno

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 4:42 pm

Camino al lado

de mi querida

mi amado.

Caminamos al lado

de un lago

en un prado.

A un dia que

el sol esta brillando

mi alma y mi corazon

estan quemando

con el sueno de amor

por mi tesora

mi flor.

A un dia sin lluvia

a lavar mis emociones

mi mente esta examinando

por finuras

y bendiciones.

Fantaseo de las parras

del corazon fueguino

donde mi sangre iba

dulce como vino.

No puedes tomar mi lengua

no posees mi idioma

mis suenos volaran

con la finura de

una paloma.


May 15, 2015

Its A Colorful Life!

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 7:27 pm

So much plodding
along as if life is
just one color
just one grey color,
grey with nothing else
to rise from, with
no feeling from which
expression can come,
grey just a dingy
just an emotionless
just a flat
just a plain
just a dull
boring hum-drum.

Life has different
days life has different
colors, greys cannot
just skate past the others.
Some days are bright
red with tragic blood
shed, some days have
the blues of depressing
sad news, some days are
more fun with yellow like
the sun, some days are
orange, purple, or
green, a more positive
expression a more
positive scene.
Life is more than
some grey
cookie cutting


May 9, 2015

Dollars and Senseless!

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 9:53 am

As I walk
through the mall
glancing quick
at every kiosk
every store
every stall
it makes me think
those in charge
of “creativity”
must be wailing
their heads
senselessly against
a wall
pleading that this
cannot possibly be
all there is
that people wish
to buy
to wear
to hang
to install.
It is as if
I am
down one


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