there is zero chance
      that nothingness exists
            nothing is impossible

sorrow so popular
getting all the reads
love patient and kind
never on the news feeds
lies shared a million fold
truth often ashamed to be told
hate contagious as sin
compassion sure needs a win

can't sleep indeed
what do you need
you did this last
and the night past
just let me go
what should I know
I'll have to listen closer
to the universe composer

trust is the most difficult thing to achieve between two people

in my imagination, my love for you can outshine the sun

There aint but one way to love
It's all in with the hand you're dealt
It's pedal to the metal till your pistons melt
There aint but one way to love
It's down to your last dime
It's every second of every time
There aint but one way to love
It's no regrets no what ifs in the end
It's heart in your throat when you hit send
There aint but one way to love
It's your guts all in a knot
It's a deep breath and your last shot
There aint but one way to love
It's all in with the hand you're dealt
It's pedal to the metal till your pistons melt

mother's strength
where does it come
who knows where from
a great storm of the past
a hard road traveled fast
a spirit that does not fade
a smile that must be made
a stern voice, required indeed
a caring hug for the need
a vision of potential
a straighten-up gaze...essential
a tear held from fall
a prayer over each and all
a giving heart of endless love
God provided...all of the above

being alone and...not liking yourself, is less than alone

apathy is root on the tree of hate and its fruit sorrow

unloved and ridiculed you must have a huge store of hate arrows in your quiver, aim them at me if it will ease your load, and we can hope you run out of ammo

humans may have achieved so called intelligence, even if it is artificial, let us all hope it has some artificial love

your eyes may see
with the age of years
you may carefully listen
with experienced ears
you can carry yourself
as confidence earned
and speak with words
so brilliantly learned
but heart, meek and mild
give and hope and love
as you were a child

the artist has no choice
the heart has no choice
the thought has no choice
the words have no choice
the pain has no choice
it must be said
at all cost

WORDS punch harder than fist
stab deeper than knives
crush hopes and dreams
make up 100p of the lies
maybe they should be banned

before the bullet it bit
before the candle is lit
before the last call
before the curtain falls
before the grave we pray
there is something I must say

before taps is played
before the jazz parade
before 21 guns sound
before the final round
before the fiddler we pay
this I must convey

before the sweet by and by
before the tears we cry
before the bells are rung
before the reaper come
before angels wing
I have to tell you
everything....everything...everything

how you been...fine
it's been, so long
before you dig
i need to scoot along
and dust off all that
all that was wrong
feelings from the deep
deep inside...lifelong
too late too many
too many so long

believe none of what you hear
half of what you see
and absolutely none of what you hear from me

i went on a life long journey
to get any kind of compliment
and found the quest endless
there must be no parts of me
that rise above the mark
maybe i will die well

i don't tell you everything but i can tell you anything and that my friend makes all the difference

im somewhere between
elvis and hee haw
buggs and ******-doo
stooges and a-team
price is right and johnny carson
dallas and ****** she wrote
fred sanford and archie bunker
channel 6 and 8 and 12

it isn't my fault that i get blamed for everything

i was only here
a few days
with heavy heart
we now part ways
until next we meet
blessings to you
from your head
to your feet

the complainer's eye is blind to all that is kind and loved and beautiful and delicious, how horrible an affliction...it must be an addiction

If you stand in front of your ego, you can see things way better

I was little, play'n in the dirt
grown folk went to work
when the sun was high and hot
she'd stand close and make a shady spot
....and sing

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

I was grown and in the row
big ole sun moving offly slow
I went pulling that bacca plant
this ole tune we'd often chant

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

I'm old watch'n kids in the dirt
young folks went to work
The sun is high and hot
I stand close to make a shady spot
...and sing

Aint no shade in heaven
and I'm going to see when I'm there
Aint no shade in heaven
cause His light shines every where

If my heart
Were a thousand room hotel
And your love come look ’n
It can go straight to hell

You love only you
And you don’t even like that
You never loved nobody
And nobody loves you back

If my heart
Were big as the blue shy
And your love had wings
It would never ever ever fly

You love only you
And you don’t even like that
You never loved nobody
And nobody loves you back

If my heart
As big as the ocean be
your love would never sail
it’d sink to the bottom of the deep dark sea

You love only you
And you don’t even like that
You never loved nobody
And nobody loves you back

Skipping stones with my girl years ago
Found the perfect pebble for her to throw
She told me
This rock aint big enough
Your love aint strong enough
Keep trying never give it up

Worked for weeks down in the dirt
Got us tickets to a jamming concert
She told me
This rock aint big enough
You just aint good enough
Keep trying never give it up

Made a million dollars green green
Got her the best diamond ever seen
She told me
This rock aint big enough
You just aint rich enough
Keep trying never give it up

Tried to forget her, she was the only one
her memory was all over this third stone from the sun
And you know
This rock aint big enough
I just can't get enough
Keep trying never give it up

if you like
the fresh rabbit
posted on this venue
take a trip down
the rabbit hole
of my minds
bon voyage

The bully has no empathy
no way to show sympathy
The bully only knows power
to make the prey cower
The bully only feeds the ego
cut from hate, friend or foe
The bully soothes pain unknown
no excuse for the abuse shown
The bully will see the true light
only from hell's fire, so bright

my mind is a really weird chili cooked by the people of my life

birth and death are the same point on the circle of life, some circles are bigger than others, some are more colorful, some are jagged some smooth, fill the center with the color of love and gratitude

sky renders every hue
autumn trees give wonder
tropical waters bleed blue
irish hills nay chose
their love songs of green
nor desert's soft tune of rose
mountains, heavy with gray
a boy's innocent embarrassed blush
nothing excapes the Creator's brush

before we met, i was in love with the dream that turned into you

Most people think of me as comic relief, but deep deep down I know they think of me as comic relief

my boss gave me a big compliment today, he said that i could withstand a huge amount of abuse

contentment, for some, is the most illusive condition ever

Me me me me
See see see see
I'm I'm I'm I'm
Mine mine mine mine
I I I I
Lie lie lie lie
My my my my
I've I've I've I've
I'd I'd I'd I'd
Lied lied lied lied
You
That's enough of you

why did you give my heart wings
so i could fly
or
so you could watch me crash

love is such a cursed road, if only a one way street

I say it over and over
in so so many ways
hints, notes and gaze
how can you not feel
or hear or see the deal
maybe I could cook it up
like a five star chef
or maybe...
you are just love-deaf

we all have demons
parasites on our soul
we all had things
that changes our goal
some make us lose trust
some turn love and hope to dust
but the worst I am forever sure
hides and covers the heart pure

miss her so bad
replay the reunion like mad
a thousand times in my mind
how perfect thought designed
could never be better for real
the hugs, the tears...so ideal
and on the day, I'm so surprised
it absolutely is...design revised

I did not wake this morn
and I'm the only one who noticed

life's book
begins with
a new book smell
chrisp clean paper
with sharp edges
but soon enough
a few dog ears form
some for good
some bad
and a crease or two
a doodle in the margin
of a first love
pictures
of travels far
first cars
birthday cakes
and love mistakes
pages turn
much easier now
yellowing cracked
and faded
binding weak
the story unfinished
yours....mine
for we realize
only others
can read
"THE END"

A true dogmatist would never accept the definition of their condition

hold an acorn and see the majestic oak
hold a newborn and see a miracle
hold hate and see hell on earth
hold love and forgiveness and see peace
hold money and see greed
hold kindness and see it multiplied
hold a dream and see your future

I go by my given initials...M.T.
some say cause of my head...EMPTY
do not we all start this way
and then fill it, day-by-day
but what goes in is up to us
some fill with love and light
some with hate and spite
some with only self
some with only wealth
some with dreams alone
some with things unknown
mine is now full of care and grace
and spills over from my small space
dripping words that end up here
to fill yours through eye or ear

a "thank you" is a rare thing, take note when you see one, protect their environment, this world will never be the same without them

phone rings
"mt's love shop"
"making love for 58 years"
"how can i love you"
"sorry, can't hold the...."
"only love one way"
"extra everything"