Archive for ‘Michelle. V.’

May 28, 2017


by mkvecchitto

the power of memories

a trip to what had been

I let go

I surrendered

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May 27, 2017

After the Rain

by mkvecchitto

after the rain.jpg

After the rain it all looked different, a reprieve

Those city streets covered in grease and grime

sparkling just enough to make us believe

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May 25, 2017

Sweet Grace

by mkvecchitto


It was personal, that decision I made

to honor the day my angel grew wings

It was personal, your choice to throw shade

Things you don’t know could be just about anything

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May 23, 2017

Change of Heart

by mkvecchitto


I thought I knew who I was

until I became

the person I am not

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May 20, 2017

Before Flight

by mkvecchitto

before flight

I suppose it’s well enough for now

this departure from reality

It’s well enough for now

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May 13, 2017


by mkvecchitto


Sometimes illusion eviscerates expectation

like reverse reflections mirroring shattering glass

Defiant, the faithful pursue unattainable goals

embracing intent to entice new roles

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May 7, 2017


by mkvecchitto


Creeping vines of self-righteousness seek to find hold

Whitewashed versions of truth, nothing but a blindfold

Quarrels of man hurt before reaching the heart of the matter

Pain, a necessary evil if dialogue is meant to be more than mindless chatter

Visible scars cast a sheen on egos that scramble for fool’s gold

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April 29, 2017

Abandoned Dreams

by mkvecchitto

abandoned dreams

Found a discarded photograph by the side of the road

Yellowed by time, its shadows whispered a story

Frayed edges framed tattered dreams in black and white

A packed suitcase on a perfectly made bed beneath that cracked window

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April 28, 2017

Going Home

by mkvecchitto

going home

Sometimes I slip back to that place

where troubles can’t intrude

My mother’s garden, filled with flowers and lace

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April 26, 2017

Strength in Innocence

by mkvecchitto

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When Innocence takes delicate matters by the hand

intent on silencing screams between warring factions

Time is forced to face Introspection on her witness stand

Social contracts shredded by meaningless transactions

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April 21, 2017

Carve A Path

by mkvecchitto


Each is a unique journey

that path we carve through shifting sands

an ache that pulls toward a place of peace

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April 18, 2017

Leap of Faith

by mkvecchitto

Leap of faith (by Tracie).


in the

middle of

almost. almost

Patience wraps each gift in opaque paper

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April 16, 2017


by mkvecchitto


Like the earth beneath my feet, I am grounded

although at times my passion spews from deep within

incinerating everything it touches, flowing fluid streams of lava

Pausing to let things cool, I let today run into tomorrow

knowing all I laid waste to at this moment will become

fertile ground down the line

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April 14, 2017

Man of Few Words

by mkvecchitto

man of few words

At first glance, there was something unsettling

about this man with steel grey eyes

that pierced even the darkest shadows

A man of few words, he set to work

carefully displaying bouquets of flowers

on his cart by the riverside

the brilliant colors, a sharp contrast

to his somber countenance

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April 12, 2017


by mkvecchitto


When we were young, she was a distraction

a little sister who got in the way, the one who ratted me out

when I was drinking in the basement with boys, the one who caught me

leaning out my bedroom window as I smoked and asked what I was doing

so annoying

As the years rocked gently by, ushering us into various stages of our separate lives

we’d cross paths now and again, mostly during mandatory Sunday Meals when

I’d curse her under my breath for taking so long to finish her dinner so I could be released back to enjoy my rebellious teenage activities, the ones she was too young to join

Somehow as time slipped and the distance between our years shortened

she was there, waiting

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April 12, 2017

Not Today

by mkvecchitto

I’ve just returned from the Austin International Poetry Festival. In an effort to catch up on various poetry prompts in honor of National Poetry Month, I’m reposting this poem. It is one I read in Austin. This prompt comes from Writer’s Digest, prompt for Day 2.

walking in the rain


I won’t set my sight on tomorrow

I won’t wonder if the path not taken

would have led to greener pastures

No, not today

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March 30, 2017

Of Hope

by mkvecchitto

 flower sneakers

Lingering illusion just out of reach

a flimsy attempt at salvation

lingering just out of reach

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March 28, 2017


by mkvecchitto


on this endless journey fate designed

decisions…to be gracious or unrefined?

a petulant frenzy leaves no room to adjust

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March 25, 2017

The Quest

by mkvecchitto


Embarking on a quest, one that’s been calling my name

Need to find that place where parallel lines intersect

Time to live life from the inside out

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March 18, 2017


by mkvecchitto


That’s the thing about habits, good or bad

They slip unnoticed into daily life until unique shadows

meld to become one, and one without the other drives even a calm person mad

Recognized far too late, these choice habits morph into those

deigned unfit, something to surrender, something to quit

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March 10, 2017

Immaterial Remorse

by mkvecchitto


Like unshed tears, raindrops cling to fences hastily constructed

when words unspoken create abstract shrines to the aftermath

of storms summoned by the narrow-minded

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March 2, 2017

Broken Branches

by mkvecchitto


And on this day, we acquiesce

on our knees and in our hearts

as times of sorrow, bitter and precise, coalesce

Endings strangle slowly in fits and false starts

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February 24, 2017

Proving Grounds

by mkvecchitto


Better to be lost than found

slipping into places where hard lines blur

Rhythmic denial expected, a final proving ground

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February 21, 2017


by mkvecchitto


Could it be that the sum of twisted experiences

culminate in the ultimate self-sacrifice?

When cords, those tenuous threads, that tie

reality and perception together


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February 18, 2017

Channeling Calliope

by mkvecchitto


When once solid ground shifts beneath my feet

I search for solace in all I‘ve known before

Capricious sacrifice, blood and ink compete

Raw emotions rage, unrelenting mentor

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February 13, 2017

Winter’s Grasp

by mkvecchitto


To the dark and dreary, I acquiesce

A steel grey sky harbors silence, grieving

and I regress, lost in proper pain and process

Aware as storm clouds gather, scheming

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February 9, 2017

Final Goodbye

by mkvecchitto


A simple “Dear John” letter would not do
No, not this time
His skewered heart, a satisfying goodbye

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February 4, 2017

Defying Winter

by mkvecchitto


When the view from everyday life is overwhelming and the familiar becomes strange
I long to feel the sun burning my tender skin again, just to feel alive

When the same street below is vacant and dreary and the cold seeps in, somehow penetrating shuttered windows and closed doors, and the only sound is suffocating  silence…

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