I walked downstairs to pee, and as I trickled into the toilet a few, slow tears started,
like those first fat drops before a summer storm.
And then, like the storm, the skies opened up,
and I cried so hard I couldn't breathe.
These are the poems, writings and musings of Michael R. Martin.
Here you will find recent writings, and poems dragged up from many years ago.
Cedar Eden refers to the name of my Adirondack Homestead.
Anime music video for Jonathan Coulton's Code Monkey Song, using footage from the anime Black Heaven.
"A man lives for eighty years. He spends the first quarter of it or more learning all the same things that generations have had to learn before, and the rest of it laboriously building up a collection of information, knowledge, opinions, ideas, experiences --all those kinds of things. Then he dies and takes the whole damn lot with him, and so the next generation has to start out all over."
While we do advance some in each generation, the pace is slow compared to what would essentially be an immortal lifeform.
Far off
an airplane crossed the sky,
I touched your back,
tenderness deep as the night.
You turned.
We touched.
I sat up.
We kissed.
Life
and love
can be
just like that
if we let it be,
you & me.