December 24, 2017

What Christmas Means: A To Z

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , — migueltio @ 3:23 pm

It’s about Angels

It’s about Arroz con Gandules


It’s about Baby Jesus

It’s about Bethlehem


It’s about Christ

Its about Caroling


It’s about Donating

It’s about December


It’s about Emmanuel

It’s about Egg Nog


It’s about Figgy Pudding

It’s about Fiestas


It’s about God’s love

It’s about Glory


It’s about Ham dinners

It’s about Hallacas


It’s about Ivy

It’s about Invitations


It’s about Jessie’s lineage

It’s about Joy


It’s about Kris Kringle

It’s about Kissing under the mistletoe


It’s about Lights

It’s about Love


It’s about Memories

It’s about Mary and Joseph


It’s about Nice and Naughty lists

It’s about Nochebuena



It’s about Ornaments

It’s about Office parties


It’s about Pasteles

It’s about Poinsettias


It’s about Quiet times

It’s about Quince pies


It’s about Red and green

It’s about Reyes magos


It’s about Sharing

It’s about Santa


It’s about Trees

It’s about Traditions


It’s about Unity

It’s about Unwrapping


It’s about Voices singing

It’s about Visiting family and friends


It’s about Wreaths

It’s about Wassail


It’s about Xmas as word I

choose not to use.


It’s about Yule logs

It’s about Yuletide cheer


It’s about Zachariah’s canticle

It’s about Zest for all that we are and all that we have.




December 23, 2017

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Filed under: Uncategorized — migueltio @ 7:59 pm

A Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate and a Happy New Year!!

May God Bless us all!

December 20, 2017

Pan De Jamon (My 7th Anniversary Show)

Filed under: Bread, Comida, Dinner, Food, Video Event — Tags: , , , — migueltio @ 6:29 am

Migueltio The North Country Latino makes the Venezuelan Christmas treat “Pan De Jamon” or “Ham Bread” to celebrate The 7th Anniversary of his show!!

December 16, 2017

My Winter Wonderland!

Filed under: Photography — migueltio @ 11:06 pm


Most of this came just last night!  No worries for a White Christmas this year. 🙂

December 10, 2017

Chocolate Pumpkin Cookies

Filed under: Comida, Dessert, Food, Uncategorized, Video, Video Event — migueltio @ 2:16 pm

Migueltio The North Country Latino makes Chocolate Pumpkin Cookies for the holiday baking season.

Gettin’ our Christmas on!

Filed under: Photography, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 12:01 pm

December 7, 2017

The Massage

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 9:24 pm

Making the appointment

she takes him in

she looks at him

he begins to blush

off with his shirt

he feels the rush

caressing his shoulders

he feels the chills

she strips him down

he is wrapped

in a towel starting to

shiver he feels the



She takes him to the table

she lays him down

taking him in her arms

wrapping him snug in her

hold she begins to rub

his belly now on fire

his chest full of goosebumps

as if it was cold.


Slow and long he breathes

in her scent of mango

of coconut of cacao of

cane her hair gliding

over his neck like a tingling

shower of perfect rain.


She is the performer

and he is her instrument

she glides her fingers

over his ribs like a

joyful harp she strums

the many hairs upon

his chest like a beautiful

guitar she fingers around

his belly like tickling the ivories

of a baby grand from within

him a glorious melody is

building up from the depths

of his soul keeping with the

tempo of his heart he wants

to open his throat and

sing out his joy

like a high

Mariah Carey



She leans over behind him

holding him closer

rubbing him deeper

she possesses him he is

thoroughly consumed

by her total being the feel

of her skin so brown so olive

so cinnamon so caramel so

licorice the scent of her so

sugar cane so coconut

so mango so Boricua

so Dominicana so Cubana

so Mejicana so Colombiana

so Bahia so Venezolana

so Italiana so Espana

so Haitian so Indian

so Africana.



November 26, 2017

Small Business Everyday

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 10:15 pm


El Barrio Music Center

Shopping along the

neighborhood street used to

have and active vibe

a soulful pulse

a spitfire beat that

used to keep them coming

steady on their feet

every business making

competition feel the heat

publicity and advertising

inspiring and energizing

not shy or discreet

bringing in the business

like a newly landed fleet.


It used to be


I say

shopping along

the neighborhood street

now seemingly covered

over by a blank paged

sheet stifling the vibe

muffling the beat

increasing the number

of landlords who cheat

forcing the deals with

their tenants to go

sour after at first

sounding sweet

every store the same

maybe just a different

name making shopping

such a shame a mindless

careless misguided game.


May the unique SURVIVE

and the vibe REVIVE

may shopping for




keep breathing






November 23, 2017

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Filed under: Uncategorized — migueltio @ 6:17 am

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you!! You are all in my heart!!

November 18, 2017


Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 7:12 pm

Walking down a path

on a grey desolate day when

no one seems to be around to

embrace no one around to

socialize no one to witness

the sadness in the eyes

looking at the moments

at the memories at the

shadows flashing that will

not abort no matter how hard

the psyche of the mind tries.


Shadows of who was once there

in a time of greater

affection of what materialized

as greater care shadows of the

many we once walked with

we once talked with

of whose happiness

we tried to share of whose

sadness we tried to bare.


We look at a tree

so stark so bare its leaves

now gone not long since they

were there they day they fell

we may or may not be

aware their absence pricking

with pangs of despair from

not knowing when, how

why, or where.


So many strangers inflicting

so many dangers so many

sad and tragic life changers

so much duress so much

hatred that can only

sadden and depress amid

the denial that there

should be a stress on

the treatment of the many

with mental illness.


Further down the

path a sharp cold wind

sends shivers to the spine

distress to the heart

and tears flooding the

body and soul executing

a longing for the time

never returning.



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