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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.
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- A Return to Patterns
Be well, Monty - Quiet
He’s been quiet lately. The voice in my head. The voice that is, quite frankly, a bit nuts. Often compelling me toward darkness. Vacillating between escape strategies – sometimes into deep sadness. Other times into manic self-sabotaging fantasies. And, more often than not, he’s also been my muse. He’s been quite lately. And so haveContinue reading “Quiet” - TodayToday’s a gorgeous weather day. Cool with a light breeze. Bright and sunny aside from my spot in the shade of the tree above me. At this point in the afternoon the sun has already made good progress toward the horizon, but there is still enough light and warmth to sit outside comfortably. I canContinue reading “Today”
- Shine OnShine on, shine on, shine on meShine your light on meLight me up, cast away my doubtsLift me out of these shadowsI’m ready, I’m ready, please shine your light on me. Be well, Monty
- Here I Go AgainHere I go again. Interrupting this negative space with some generic typeface. No particular intentions. Just wanna release built-up tensions. It’s coming out in drips and drabs. The faulting pace of a distracted hare destined to lose the race. That’s ok. I’ve no place I need to go. Nowhere I have to be. Let theContinue reading “Here I Go Again”
- A Test of the HeartI’m wearing a Holter heart monitor today and I can’t help but wonder if it can see past the irregular beats and witness how wholly broken I am. My arteries, hardened by callousness, carry blood but little warmth. For to feel warmth I must allow myself to feel. To expose myself to shame with onlyContinue reading “A Test of the Heart”
- An Observation and a QueryA fly walks by. S t r e t c h i n g Its legs, I guess? Be well, Monty
- A Gentle Drizzle Sets the SceneA gentle drizzle sets the scene;The last of the season’s persimmons hang-on,Half-concealed behind leaves shimmering underA quiet concert of pitter-patter percussion. In quick succession a jack-hammer jacks,A jet’s engine whines, And wheels whirl along the moist road beyond the wallAdding their own interpretation to the unwritten music. This must be the chorus as there theyContinue reading “A Gentle Drizzle Sets the Scene”
- The BirdsThe birds are watching me from the wire above. What are they thinking? Do they see my sadness?Or are they too busy balancing in the breeze? The birds have moved on. Perhaps to a more sturdy perch.Or maybe just down the wire for a better outlook —Bored by my melancholy. Do the birds even careContinue reading “The Birds”
- Mired in MudMired in mud.I don’t like this feeling, but I appreciate the alliteration. Mired in mud, mud, mud.Stuck in repetition. Mired,So tired — In mudOf sins gone stale, MudStuck thickly to my solesMudPrints circling from my heals to my toesAs I spiral slowly inward into myself till I reach my limit.So tired.MiredIn Mud. Be well, Monty
- Let Me Be (Note to Self)
Let me be angry. Without good reason.Let me be lonelyEven if not alone.Let me be sadJust because I am.Please, Let me be. Be well, Monty - Morning Cocktail
Morning Cocktail 3 parts Zoloft 1 part AbilifyMix meditatively and pray for help with my unbeliefDilute to taste and swallow (along with my pride)Assume Peaceful Warrior positionAccept the things I cannot changeOpen my heart to receive YOU’RE helpAdd one mug of dark bold coffee, black“WE’VE got this!” Be well, Monty - Rhyming Inventories
A Rhyming Inventory of Things I’ve Not Been Doing Because They Would Make Me Feel Better (and I Don’t Deserve To)1. Prayer or meditation2. Take my medication3. Yoga stretches (or any type of physical elongation)4. Therapeutic conversation5. Writing, drawing (i.e., artistic expression) A Rhyming Inventory of Things I’ve Done Today to Feel Better (Despite IContinue reading “Rhyming Inventories” - Poetic License
I applied for my poetic license today;It was rejected due to a grammatical error.Oh, The irony. Be well, Monty - REDACTED
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Coffee. Bold. Fragrantly steaming — the weather’s turned cold. Expresso doubled again and again.I opened my day’s calendar — it appears never ending. Patience is short.Went to sleep hungry — I just want to abort. But I’ve got my rhyme onMy mind is igniting – I’m rediscovering song. Some say this word play is outdatedContinue reading “This Morning’s Song” - Unashamed
Naked. Clothed only by my sins. Jealousy wrapped around my neck. Sloth draped over my shoulders. Lust sagging around my ankles. Here I am. See me. Human. Unashamed. Unmasked. Hiding no longer. The apple was juicy and I will not add to my lies to say I didn’t enjoy its sweetness. I’m not Adam. IContinue reading “Unashamed” - Cold & Salty
I shivered through the night. We still have the summer cool bamboo mat on the bed and the light blanket wasn’t enough to hold in any body heat. But I’m pretty sure if we change everything over to fall/winter the weather will turn back to summer. And I’m enjoying the cooler weather so I don’tContinue reading “Cold & Salty” - Free Write
It’s been awhile since I just wrote freely. Free to say anything or nothing. No prompts or forms or intentions. I’m sitting in the garden, but the weather has changed. It turned from high-summer to mid-autumn directly here overnight, but autumn is my favorite season so no complaints from me. I love the brisk air.Continue reading “Free Write” - The Anna: Hush
This poem is my final contribution to the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heardContinue reading “The Anna: Hush” - Jay’s Way: For the Birds
This poem is a part of the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heard ofContinue reading “Jay’s Way: For the Birds” - Joseph’s Star: A Love Story
This poem is a part of the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heard ofContinue reading “Joseph’s Star: A Love Story” - Golda: Woof!
This poem is a part of the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heard ofContinue reading “Golda: Woof!” - Bryant: Polluted Waters
This poem is a part of the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heard ofContinue reading “Bryant: Polluted Waters” - Coraline: 汕头 （Shantou）
This poem is a part of the poetic ‘scavenger hunt’ designed by @murisopsis from A Different Perspective. This time the theme is Names, as in poetic forms that feature a name (e.g. one of the prompts is to write a poem in the form of “Amandas Pinch” — a form I’ve personally never heard ofContinue reading “Coraline: 汕头 （Shantou）”
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