migueltio

August 1, 2022

Living Free?

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: — migueltio @ 2:01 pm

Do we now have a

new norm that every

community event has

the threat of masses

fleeing in a swarm

being randomly

attacked

by someone’s mindless

firestorm?

Are we living in 

a reality of all the

movies and video

games every made

where everyday life

includes masses of

mankind being daily

assaulted?

We want our freedoms

we do not want to be

regulated in any way 

but once upon a time

those freedoms did

not include the constant

random attacks on the

many at any event or 

any place an any given

day.

WE WANT OUR FREEDOM

 is what we say but in 

getting ARs or adaptors 

off the streets many 

shout NO WAY when 

more security is brought

up many in charge 

interject NOT TODAY

leaving school principals

local mayors and other

community leaders with

jaws dropped and no

words to say as we

hear on the news of

yet another melee 

why is this how

freedom is lived

WHY IS THIS 

OK??

Now what was once

thought in big cities

has found its way

to plague small towns

random shootings

and carjackings

why do all of these

scenes have to be 

how freedom looks

and why does 

gunfire have to be

how freedom

sounds?

~Migueltio

July 19, 2022

Senseless Fighting

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 2:08 pm

Angry is how

I feel so angry 

toward so many of 

my fellow mankind

as all so many do

is argue and condemn

each other not treating

one another with the

respect of a civilized

sister or brother.

Everybody acts as

if their opinion 

is the “supreme god

given authority” 

and they attack 

all who do not

 agree thinking

everyone else is a

mindless member of

a majorly misguided

minority.

We have fallen into

a civil war of words

of family member

against another no

matter father, mother,

sister, or brother

longtime friend

against friend bringing

that friendship to an

end some people 

attack who do not even

know each other they

just happen to each

know one person who

has an opinion so they

use that mutual friend as

an excuse to establish 

their offensive dominion.

I have my own thoughts

and my own ideas but

sometimes I choose not

to share because I am

tired of seeing someone

who agrees with me get

suddenly verbally attacked

by someone else

totally and

mercilessly

out of 

nowhere.

~Miguel

July 12, 2022

Shrimp 🍤 Boil, Fish Fry, She Crab 🦀 🍜 Soup, Veggies, and Corn Bread!!

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June 23, 2022

3 New Poems

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 11:08 pm

Hello all. Back in the spring I wrote 3 poems which I never got the chance to type out and share. My surgery compacted with Covid not long after my recovery) slowed me down, and then after that, things just got crazy and I had no time. Finally I do.

The first one “Spring Tired” is about recovering from my surgery and then getting Covid later that month. The second one is my sorrow over what happened in Buffalo and then the third with what happened not long after Buffalo, in Uvalde.

Here they are.

“Spring Tired”

The sun rises

every morning

in Spring to

a new brightness

to a new promise

to a new hope

of a new day.

For two weeks my

rains have not stopped

falling my winds have

not stopped blowing

causing many obstacles

that have kept my

dreams stalling and

diversions that have

kept my inspirations

slowing.

I am trying to be

inspired I am trying

to live up to being

that person whom

everyone around me

has mentally

physically

and emotionally

desired

I am trying to live up

to every standard that

has been required

but as I go on

every circle of the

sun seems to drain

me making me

more mentally

physically

and emotionally

tired.

So many

have been where

I recently was

we all want the

quick fix we all

want to be hot wired

despite the toll of

all that has transpired

despite the sudden

down fall like a gun

that misfired.

-Migueltio

“For Buffalo”

For you I cry

my tears along

with all the others

though I am far

away your citizens

are still my sisters

and brothers

I always loved you

and I still do

The Kensington

The Scajaquada

Delevan

Delaware

Summer Jazz at

The Albright and

Niagara Square

various parts of

Elmwood became

my weekend

neighborhood

fabulous nights

at Shea’s

The Tralf

The Aud

going to St. Louis

Church to give

praise to God

fabulous summers

when nights take

forever to get dark

enjoying Tito Puente

Maynard Ferguson

Ben E. King with

fireworks on the

stage at LaSalle

Park.

So far away today

but not so far

is my heart

for you and

all you are

undergoing while

so many are

reaching out and

genuinely showing

that they really do

care God Bless all

of The East Side

God Bless that

whole population

of The Queen City’s

African American

pride God Bless

all the families of

those who senselessly

died please God can

we stop this sad sick

demented pattern of

racial and cultural

genocide!

~Migueltio

“Sadness Repeated”

Again we shed

multiple tears

having been told

that someone

once again has

fanned the flames

that fire up our

fears.

Why can civilians

have military guns

they have no

business

it makes no

sense

they shoot off

round after round

with no idea or

care for the personal

sorrowful tragic

expense causing us

again to say we have

lost more beautiful

young souls

and their young

innocence.

What is it

that has made

young people

so desensitized

to the destruction

of lives that their

actions have

underscored and

emphasized the

kind of guns that

of once we were

frightened seem to

make them more

inspired and

enlightened to fulfill

their thrills or settle

their scores because

they think only

missiles and bombs

are used to fight

today’s real wars

to them those guns

are the master and

they have become

their whores they

do not fear anything

not even a virus that

could potentially kill us

not wanting anyone

to vaccinate or

pill us the do not

fear that it could make

you lose your mind

or control of your

breath even worse than

the next who’s been

fryin’ up the meth

so it is no surprise

that in their eyes

massive kills for

thrills are no big

shock as many

were more shocked

when Will slapped

Rock.

What can we do to

save our next

generations our

leaders no matter

the side of the aisle

have to come to better

negotiations and stop

these raging politics

that it’s “my or the

highway” or our whole

nationwide could

potentially die away

nothing is wrong

with learning the ways

of the guns of respect

the kinds that

have been in the

family hunting

cabinets for years

they just need to

take away the access

to the military-like

ones that have

caused all these

senseless losses of

lives bathed in

blood and tears.

~Migueltio

1Shannon Foster Larson

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June 5, 2022

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May 7, 2022

Creamy Chicken Enchiladas and Derby Day Pie!!

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March 19, 2022

3 Poems

Filed under: Poetry — migueltio @ 9:47 pm

“Dancing Happy”

She comes home after work

to her quiet river view apartment

after a long stressful day

with a crowded commute.

She puts on something lighter

fixing some tea she takes it to the

window looking out over the river

with the hope that tomorrow

will be a little brighter.

Her gaze across the river is frozen in

time not to the bright lights across

but to the place she was last night

where the music caused a fire in

her soul to continually ignite.

In the club on the floor she

was absolutely dazzling as she

swung her curves and let the Salsa

take her hips away into the arms

of everyone she danced with.

Dancing so intense that gave

her shoulders a light glistening sweat

enhanced by the flashing colors from

the ceiling above that gave her

skin a shining shimmering glow.

In her present state of mind she

could not stop recalling how

last night’s Salsa would now find

her feeling blushes in her dimples

a burning in her belly and tickles in

her ribs that made her want to

dance her happy dance

again.

“Having Enough”

Do we truly have

everything we need

or are we more

focused more like

possessed on everything

we want from this

to that to the other

thing that was planted

in our head like a

toxic seed that grows

into our minds like a

useless weed but really

but seriously

do we truly have

everything we basically

need are we appreciative

or are we filled with

ungrateful greed

convincing ourselves that

we have to constantly

feed our obsession

with possession that

only fills us with

emptiness and depression

can we open our

minds like a

book we want to

read and see the

values of who we truly

love and the basics of

what we truly need?

“Her Music Never Stops”

What can I say

I can still feel

the sorrow and the

sadness for her family

for her classmates

for her school that

was also my school

for the loss of an aspiring

musician who was simply

walking at the end of

the week at the end of

the day many still cannot

believe and many still

ask why.

Why did she have to

be randomly gunned

down that day why on

the side of the road did

she lifelessly have to

lay due to a senseless

act by a senseless

man who should have

previously been

put away

so many memories

some days later

when many sat down

together to play keeping

the spirit of who she was

and the music she made

permanently etched in

everyone’s minds

as a remembered

memorial display.

~Miguel

February 27, 2022

Beautiful sunset after a lake effect snowy day.

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February 24, 2022

Pizza Cake!!

Filed under: Comida, Dinner, Food, Photography, Uncategorized — migueltio @ 9:10 pm

Chocolate Mocha-Espresso Tres Leches Cake.

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