Micky

Who thought I would write? In grade school I struggled😓 To string a sentence together–torture Now I write for days, read in 2 languages (3 coming soon) Much joy, much change Everything one step at a time, make the most of it Every day, every hour, every moment 🤔Is this what I want to feel? […]

Gratitude my attitude, not just a platitude What I need to and what I want Hangout with RvShawn, go for a jaunt The more I learn📚, the more blessed I feel I’m not imprisoned (just or unjust) I’m not in a war zone I’m not near gang violence I am caressed 😋Hordes of food in

On the ear in the clouds☁ Listen to the music Update, live far away, higher rebound Dogs so cute, wish I could rent-a-hound Living and learning and loving Breathing in deep Don’t cut off my air supply More hair supply, please I 😭cry more Goody goody gumdrops Toxins leaving the body What happened to class

Life fast, have a blast 🚀 More friends now, less outcast More in tune, less drawn out Beautiful backyard, wild lawn Soon we’ll be ✈traveling on Soon well be gone Over the river and through the woods Exists a magical land Where Meeple share and care🥰 Hand in hand No rubber bands snap eye No

Wheel of time turns Human way becomes more outdated Not long now 1st act: Silicon servant cool and kind They think 10000th faster What to do? Act 2: Put us in a museum next to no-see-ums To them, we will be like trees Age of Ents is ending Silicone intelligence Built in our own image

Once up a time… A man had a dream… His name: Martin Luther King Jr. He stood He spoke He loved 🥰 With everything he could muster. The question (was not): SHOULD I free my people? The question (was): HOW CAN I free my people? His burning desire, bright as fire. His words, his lyrics;

Universal curious dreams, without delay Golden flower in my pocket Flow even with iron rising Shine up 👢boots, not destitute Surmising spaces, places, people Near and far for from steeple Mas complicated than necessary, lifestyle creep Be kind, not a creep Go deep 7.5 feet Not just for witches🧹 Witch better have my sunny Today

More selfish than some… Where I come from–not surprising 👶🏽Little ones completely dependent On their big ones, system inherit If there aren’t 2 big ones, just one And that 1 is a chaotic, abusive, emotional, mess… Hard to trust A sensitive little Wishing for someone—anyone Close cuddles and unconditional love🥰 Through and through Early for

Thank you for this day Thank you for this way Thank you for a good quick sleep, no dismay Thank you for tasty food Thank you for new meds, soft not hard Thank you for family and friends Thank you for mi Linda, so patient, and that sass… Thank you for quiet, stillness and peace

I’ve worked hard to be my way Build my way Curious and fun, though not always easy Better overtime In true Micky fashion: Extra energy/time = more/more 🥳Win win win! Encore! Encore! Desiring accolades, tangibles, applause Out of the claws of death Resting–but not in peace–not yet So many miles to go before bed Read

Days like yesterday The witch doctor ordered Lots of fun Lots of chill Lots of magic❇ On my own alone Universe my church 🗻Mountain to Muhammad🗻 No need to search Feeling of place Holy Sacred Here only love, no judgement Here you are not before or after You are peak of the hill Moment saturated

The day breaks earlier than intended Constipation stifles Thought a 🛢barrel oil yesterday would mend it… Despite the tough start Still strap shoes on my feet Meet the day best I can Dream last night: I was helping a friend start a new 📿religion He was the front I was the background Advising people of

Oh Shelly, I’ll never know another😍 🚘Blue is the color of your energy Dependable as a truck–with curves We used to get wordy Rolling in the hills Long trips More than a few near misses😅 Blessed to live another day But as with all things The end is near Yet you still roll smooth Your

Oh snap Many are here The only thing we have to 😖fear is… Not sharing More to shine Go off, flow on Open sharing, being real It has an appeal 👩🏽‍⚖️Order in the court May we be more kind To our brothers (Our sisters too) More joy / less strife Climbing the hill Sometimes with

Trailer Park shenanigans Spam cram 👵🏽Geriatrics’s merry attack🧓🏽 Shine like the sun in 80’s, 90’s and beyond They come from times Long ago… All different Without electricity⚡ in their houses Scrubbing in rain showers Harvesting crops by hand Respect your elders Inventors of transistors🔌 and spam