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Hi, Monty Vern here. I’m a work-in-progress personal blogger, author/ illustrator, and fallible human being. This is the new home for Monty’s Blahg. A place for musings both written and drawn.
My Latest Posts
- It’s Complicated (2025 NaPoWriMo #5)
I’m celebrating National Poetry Month! It’s complicated – click link and see prompt for April 5th. I followed the prompt loosely. napowrimo.net It’s Complicated Breaking my radio along with my heart,Untuned instrumentals angrily blared,While she sang apologetic verses offbeat,Unable to select a genre she mixedrhythms and mistaken intentionsBefore titling our break-up anthem:It’s Complicated. Be well,Continue reading “It’s Complicated (2025 NaPoWriMo #5)” - Drawn (2025 NaPoWriMo #4)I’m celebrating National Poetry Month! Write a poem about living with a piece of art. napowrimo.net Drawn He drew me with everlasting lovingkindness,The only love he knows,Who am I to complain about the lines etched across my face?Or my rotund shape that seems to be forever further sagging?These are but evidence of a full life,OfContinue reading “Drawn (2025 NaPoWriMo #4)”
- Licensed to Poet (2025 NaPoWriMo #3)I’m celebrating National Poetry Month! Write a poem that obliquely explains why you are a poet and not some other kind of artist napowrimo.net Licensed to Poet Clumsy feet,Unmusical in beat,I cannot paint a sky,I’m not an acting guy,I’m quintessentially unique,Rhyming my only feat,With punctuation bordering on absurd,I’m always playful with my words;If you didn’tContinue reading “Licensed to Poet (2025 NaPoWriMo #3)”
- Dear Me (2025 NaPoWriMo #2)I’m celebrating National Poetry Month! Write a poem that directly addresses someone, and that includes a made-up word, an odd/unusual simile, a statement of “fact,” and something that seems out of place in time (like a Sonny & Cher song in a poem about a Greek myth). napowrimo.net Dear Me, I’ve traveled decades,First forwards,Then backwards,Then backwards again;Don’tContinue reading “Dear Me (2025 NaPoWriMo #2)”
- Moto (2025 NaPoWriMo #1)
I’m celebrating National Poetry Month! Today, we challenge you to take inspiration from this glossary of musical terms, or this glossary of art terminology, and write a poem that uses a new-to-you word. napowrimo.net Moto AsI gatherPace I pressThe clutch and shiftMusical gears – pushing lulls asideIn an escalating mechanical dance rave. Be well, Monty - The Portrait (2025 NaPoWriMo #0)I’m a bit late, but that is not going to stop me from celebrating National Poetry Month! Pen a portrait poem of your own. It can be a self-portrait, a portrait of someone well known to you, or even a poem inspired by an actual painted portrait. napowrimo.net The Portrait Here I stand;Motionless in theContinue reading “The Portrait (2025 NaPoWriMo #0)”
- Adding My Light to the Sum of the Light
Be well, Monty - As Time Dances Along
East bleeds west,As time dances along,Urging the day forward. Be well, Monty - Sitting in the DarkThe lights burnt out,Darkness cast across a nation broken,Lit only by fiery wrath and ire,Graffiti hate betraying fear,He watches from his Oval Office,Admiring the power of his chaotic pen,Speaking of peace while waging war,Promising luxury hotels in the wreckage,Is that the plan?To pick up the pieces in a bankruptcy auction?The ultimate steal deal? Defunded, positionsContinue reading “Sitting in the Dark”
- I’ll Be Ok
I fell down, hard. First tripped up by my own feet, I’d lost my balance. Then they saw their chance and pushed me. Slammed me into the ground. I hadn’t seen it coming. I’d mistaken their wingtips as gentlemen’s attire. I didn’t anticipate their fancy high heels would be used to grind me down. IContinue reading “I’ll Be Ok” - Burning SlowI’m slow to anger, how biblical of me! But the truth is I burn low and slow and resentfully. You won’t catch me shouting loud. You won’t catch me in the red. But I stew inside with all the words unsaid. For years I didn’t even know it. I thought I was the patient one.Continue reading “Burning Slow”
- Re-reading MontyThey claim to be my words, but I’ve no memory;They seem too deep, too wise, beyond me,Yet there they are, on the page,With a typo or two for extra authenticity,As if intentional to address this very moment,As if to say, ‘who else but you?’It is hard to argue. It’s not that the words don’t resonate,TheyContinue reading “Re-reading Monty”
- An Act of LoveShe ripped a page out of my book, literally.Tore the page right out of it,Transforming words undercover into an act of love,A passionate invitation to come on an adventure,Once my words, sleeping upon a page,Now a call to action, to join the coppered crew,To set sea for rich waters, full of love and grace;Come on,Continue reading “An Act of Love”
- Textures
Be well, Monty - Psych 101A mystery, a silent roar,Boiled down to an atmospheric essence,Unlimited in a formless dress;The girl from Baylor Hall. Be well, Monty
- Boing!
Be well, Monty - Another AbsurdityUp the bean-stalk he climbed,Exposed arse whistling in the wind(the score to some old sitcom frombefore all the screens turned blue),He was compensating for the queasy feelingThat that farmer’s seed was rotten,Infested with the next viral sensation,A TikTok explosion, Little did he know that he was the fuse,Percolating with infestation,About to be unleashed upon theContinue reading “Another Absurdity”
- Explicit AbsurdityHydrogen uppers gaslight me into obsolescence,Escaping gravity, wound-up, and ready to bounceAn engineer’s failed experiment in abstinence,A human bot,Go ahead and tariff me – what’s ten percent of worthless?Abracadabra mother fucker! Be well, Monty
- Poof!
Be well, Monty - The Dancer
Be well, Monty - A “Selfie” Portrait
Be well, Monty - And There it Was
A simple request. An ask to take the decision out of my hands. To be open to receive. That’s all it took. It wasn’t long before the offer arrived. A simple offer. How about a walk? And there it was. A prayer answered. Be well, Monty - A Return to Patterns
Be well, Monty - Poetry in Motion
Be well, Monty - A Simple JoyThe citrus spritz bloomed,Awakening my senses,A simple, wondrous joy,The sweet scent from a bitter rind,Perhaps a lesson there. Be well, Monty
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