June 12, 2018

Bound And Determined

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 9:13 pm

Bound and Determined

She looks out over

her horizon

before her.


Her hair jet

black long down

her slender back.


She looks out with focused

yet guarded

wanting eyes.


She is hoping to see someone

come to her in the

distance of the sunsetting evening skies.


She does not freely let

just anyone in to how hard or not

her days of life have been.


Love is her desire

wishing for someone

to douse her lips on fire


She knows her

accomplishments yet

she is lonely

she feels blest

to have what

she has but she also

feels like the one and only

not to be supported

not to be celebrated

not to be comforted

she looks out

over her future before her

with sharp

almost uninviting eyes

determined only to take on

what each day

will afford her

expecting to one day

claim her life’s prize.





May 21, 2018

Tragedy On Deaf Ears

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 10:27 pm

Were you listening to

the voices who wanted

you to make reasonable

political choices?


Were you listening to

the protests about a

situation so grotesque?


Did you listen to

the shouts and cries

of the multitudes who

wanted you to open your

eyes instead of giving in

to the funded lies that

any legislation would be

seen as some compromise

to our rights, in their eyes,

while yet another shower of

bullets flies and another

group of the innocent



Didn’t you hear

that the shouts from

the many young and old

were a jeer

not a cheer?

It was a warning

that with no action taken

there would be another

tragic school



Didn’t you hear

how tired they are of having

to go to school in fear?


Did you hear

that this year

our country has laid

more students in a

cemetery than anyone

involved in our military?


There is nothing wrong with the

hunter or collector to have a gun

for respectful, even good fun

but for those who think they need

such military capacity rounds,

join The Army, The Navy, The Airforce,

The Marines,







May 17, 2018

Those Carolina Summers

Filed under: Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 8:10 pm

DSC03841I remember the haze.

I remember the days

in the haze

when we and everybody

else would get up early and go

about our morning ways


The drive on over to

where everybody plays

fixing our gaze

on the coastal

craze making sure we

got off before the heaviest

rays fried us up like a

barbecue with Carolina



Those hotter than blazes

hot summer days

when everybody crowds

the beaches of the coastal

resorts, the inlets, the

islands, the bays,

are NOT a short term

passing phase

but a three month

feast by the UV Rays

where the skin

if left unscreened





May 1, 2018

Ins and Outs

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 9:19 pm

Out of mind

out of sight

out of danger

into the light.


Out of focus

out of bounds

out of issues

on to higher grounds.


Out of jeopardy

out of line

out of place

into a new sign.


Out of sense

out of reflection

out of air

into a better direction.


Out of worry

out of love

out of graces

on the wings of a dove.


Out of meaning

out of destiny

out of anxiety

into giving the best of me.


Out of speed

out of fascination

into giving for the good

of the next generation.



April 7, 2018


Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 10:34 am

It is snowin’

today its snowin’

again its snowin’

and its blowin’

my mind away

wondering soon

if EVER I will

wake up to a

nicer more normal

spring day?


So what is

normal will the

day ever come

when I can go

outside without

bundling up so

I do not freeze

because after all

according to

“someone we know”

Global Warming

is just a myth invented

by The Chinese.


This is just crazy

crazy weather

crazier than I can

ever remember to

be freezing day

in and out this April

after broiling in the

nineties day in and

out last September!





March 25, 2018

Spring Breakout!

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 2:41 pm

It is time to break

out from the bonds

of past constraints

it is time to break

down the toxic barriers

caused by melodramas

and complaints.


It is time to break out

from the winter that

has kept us frozen in

one position, preventing

us from reaching for

better in a spring of

mobile transition.


Yesterday needs to be a

teaching tool of where

we came from and what

can be achieved while within

our today we need to cast

away those who are toxic and

only out to deceive.


Neither time nor

experience are elements

one can borrow, no one

but one’s self can invest

in what one needs to do

one’s best in continuing

toward a better brighter



Let no one make

someone believe

that they are not

worth the time

by spending each

day giving just the

minimum they are

selling their listeners

out for a value less

than a dime

what a crime

to waste the time

instead of empowering

or inspiring

so many are only

clocking in

then clocking out

while leaving their

charges wallowing in

an abyss of slime.


It is time to break out

and release the self

doubt before it

shrouds our


into its dark

desolate prime.




March 18, 2018

Walking Out

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 8:56 am

They walked

because their leaders

have only talked.


There was talk of

making things better

but all that was said


was sent straight away

to the office of dead ears

and of the dead letter.


Any bill introduced to

get firearms reduced was

rung through the paper shredder.


They walked

and I am proud of them

in making their voices heard.


This generation

like my generation

deserves a quality education.


But let there be added one

important word, a quality

SAFE education.


God Bless all students

faculty and staff of all




March 11, 2018

Forty Days

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 5:49 pm

Lent is




To many

Lent is dull

to many

the thought of


clouds the


of life with a

grey foggy lull.


Lent in The North is

still the presence of

Winter’s whitest snow

while in The South, Lent

is a warmer, much more

colorful new spring

floral show.


Many ask why

they should recognize

Lent as a reminder of

a sacrificial event so

heartbreaking so

sad by many forget

that that very


was truthfully

was wholeheartedly


to renew our hearts

clean our souls

and help us to be

eternally, spiritually




February 25, 2018

Murderous Eyes

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 4:58 pm

We see the eyes

every time they

show the face


which at a distinct

time not long ago

began to affix


its eyes on a

deadly prize while

living day to day


under a stealth hidden

facial disguise that all

was positive all was


well while within

those walls of that

room that they always


eventually reveal is where

we see the layout

of the plan to release


the bloody hell that

we have had to hear

so many in the press or in


the law come forth

in front of the cameras to

sadly and somberly tell.


We need to make sure

the kinds of weapons in

Columbine, in Denver, in


Sandy Hook, in Parkland

are not accessed by

those obsessed in


the first place but

we also need to help

plant a better seed


into the minds of all

so that they do not

become the next murderous face.



February 5, 2018

Success (based on words written by Angie Martinez)

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 5:29 pm

Get out there and

do your best

and when your

dreams come true

and you achieve


do not let others

match your pace

and run along

aside your race

do not let them

get in your face

and try to make

a case

to get in your



Make the best

of your success

but do not let

others get next to

it do not give

away a piece of

it that lets them

make a mess of

it keep your crew

around you

keep your heart and

soul true do not let

others bring you

down like a strain of

the flu

by giving out too

much access to

it so that they take

it and make their own

self excess of it.



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