migueltio

March 15, 2017

Love Cast Away

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , — migueltio @ 9:34 pm

Her heart so melancholy

a sunless day her sky

of clouds a blatant

grey her heart so

dear has sailed this day

across the shoals of

Dungarvan.

 

A single tear now fallen

down from eyes so swollen

n’er to see her love now stolen

across the shoals of Dungarvan.

 

Where will her own future lie

will the shoulders return onto

which she can cry or

will her dreams of all

her tomorrows die

across the shoals of Dungarvan?

 

He sails as his passion as a shantyman

he was fashioned to the crew to which

he did resort and the captain to which

he did report as if the love from her arms

they did extort

across the shoals of Dungarvan.

 

Many long days without his laughter

in her ears.

Many long nights without his strength

to calm her fears.

Each day she must bare is a loss of

a thousand years

across the shoals of

Dungarvan.

 

~Migueltio

March 5, 2017

33 45 and 78!

Filed under: Photography, Poetry — migueltio @ 10:11 am

dsc03345Round and flat

most are black

some are larger

each side with four

or five

some are smaller

each side

one track.

 

Little by little they went away

with no one thinking

they would be back

such a loss of the art

of the cover so many

like a portrait or a

mural or a scene

all masterpieces so beautifully

designed on a cardboard

perfect square even

“The White Album” was a great

expression so minimal

so bare.

 

Then they wanted everything smaller

they wanted their music

more compact thinking that

in the new “digital age” to

more consumers a smaller

disc they could

attract.

 

Previously made covers were

re-printed but new art was

not being created the new cd

was too small for its cover to be

like a work fit for a museum wall

credits, notes, and song inspirations

were hardly written

or not present at all.

 

Now out the bins

of the background and

underground’s collectors

they have been recovered

they have been uncovered

they are popular again

they have been rediscovered.

 

~Miguel

February 26, 2017

Scenes from The Dominican Independence Day Fiesta in Utica, NY


February 14, 2017

Chicken In Sweet Wine Sauce

Filed under: Comida, Dinner, Food, Video, Video Event, Wine — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 8:50 pm

Migueltio The North County Latino makes the Boricua recipe Pollo En Vino Dulce or Chicken In Wine Sauce “A La Criolla”

 

 

 

February 12, 2017

In Winter

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — Tags: , — migueltio @ 8:21 am

Winter winds

and snows rage

as the grey days linger on.

 

Snow gives way to

ice not so nice

on the roads or nearby trails.

 

Branches fall under

the icy weight causing

damage to trees, wires, and homes.

 

Why is winter so icy so

cold so icy so bitter putting

us on a vice grip hold.

 

So much too about the life

we have known seems to have

frozen our skins clear to the bone.

 

They expect our children

to attend schools

while they have no intention

of supplying the tools

instead spending out on

their chartered jewels

to lead they appoint

educational fools

who have no conception of

the necessary rules

thinking children’s brains

are only shadowed remains

that float aimlessly

like stagnant pools.

 

We are at an intellectual winter

much colder

icier

than nature’s season

of snow

we cannot let them freeze

our children’s futures

from the right and means

to learn and grow.

 

~Miguel

 

January 26, 2017

Weight Of The Wood

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 8:07 pm

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Living with the wood

strong

tall

resilient wood on the

beautiful native White

Pines dotting the yard

my yard and the

neighbors yard almost all

like fields behind my house.

 

The tall pines around us

some Spruce others Scotch

not as tall as the White Pines

native to our land others were

imported so they adjusted

they may be tall but to

the Whites they are small.

 

The wood so beautiful and stout

stands guard over nature offering

a home for birds, squirrels, and a

café filled with feed for deer,

ground hogs and others in or

among its needle-toned branches.

 

The branches filled with green

and the pinecones that add

such a beautiful scene

stretch out to touch the heavens

except for when their biggest

fears are realized

on the days when falling

ice has materialized

they are weighted down

like the chains on the

slave-rowers of Ancient

Rome leaning hard

creating havoc for every

creature calling each branch

their apartment home

they have to vacate like

The Barrio or Bronx

in the old days

but instead of a landlord’s

arsonist fires

they are at the

mercy of Nature’s ways.

 

Under the ice

under the weight

so down

so hard

the wood does fall

crumbling to the

ground like The Berlin Wall

leaving room for new

branches to one day

grow

one day shine

one day show

the world their natural beauty.

 

~Miguel

January 25, 2017

Chicken Adobo

Filed under: Comida, Dinner, Food, Video, Video Event — migueltio @ 7:22 pm

 

Migueltio The North Country Latino makes an awesomely easy stovetop recipe!!

January 18, 2017

Oscar Free!

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 10:39 pm

A man now free

free to go his way

free to shine his

light to all who

see his freedom as

a brand new glorious

day he is free at the

eleventh hour of Barack’s

last days of political

power his freedom causing

a perpetual shower of

tears flowing free

through his island maybe

someday his Boricua nation

maybe someday his

efforts will benefit a

future generation never

was he a terrorist to any

U.S. administration

he is free

una palabra

no es bastante

he is free

estamos celebrando

y cantante

he is free

ahora gritamos

hecha pa’lante!

~Miguel

 

January 2, 2017

Dysfunctional Politics

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 9:57 pm

 

Do not get me started

on how retarded

our electoral process

has become

it elected a man

who has a plan

that unless you are

rich you are nothing

more than living on the

street like some pusher

scum or if you have

a home but do not

qualify to be among

all under his golden

dome then you must

be residing in the

slimiest slum trying to

make it day to day while

he keeps you under his

political thumb you ask

how did we ever elect

this over-spoiled bum who

promises to make America

greater than the entire sum

of how many missals he and

Putin can gather up

into their supposed

treaty laced with vodka and

rum as they calculate how

long until we all

succumb to their said social

vision that the best is really

yet to come.

 

~Miguel

December 31, 2016

Migueltio’s 6th Anniversary Show!!

Filed under: Comida, Video, Video Event — migueltio @ 11:18 pm

 

In this episode I’ve made a Spanish Fig and Almond Cake that goes great with Iberico Cheese (or any other).

 

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