Michael T. Miyoshi

Self-published author (Amazon), blogger, poet, lyricist. @MichaelTMiyoshi

https://mediocreman.com

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Michael T. Miyoshi

Self-published author (Amazon), blogger, poet, lyricist. @MichaelTMiyoshi

https://mediocreman.com

134

Writings

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Following

Mirror, Mirror

Michael T. Miyoshi

1 min read

“Mirror, mirror on the wall,

You must answer when I call.

Am I most beautiful of all?

Mirror, answer when I call.”

What I want to do is lie

Or maybe I could even cry

Because I, to you must tell,

Though you be so fair and fell.

There is a beauty you would destroy

Like she was a useless toy.

Her face is fair. Her heart is true.

And she would give her love to you.

But you, fair Queen, delight in pa...

Poetry

I Mirror You

Michael T. Miyoshi

1 min read

All I ever do is reflect what I see

Nobody ever sees the one and only me

You primp and you preen

Like you’ve never seen

Yourself in the mirror before you.

I watch as you make a silly old pose

And I see you when you pick your nose

Yes, I see the best

And all the ugliest

Parts of the genuine you.

But throughout all the many long years

I have watched you shed many tears

And I hear your regrets

And ...

Poetry

Above Reproach

Michael T. Miyoshi

6 min read

My DNA?! Under the victim’s fingernails?! How can that be?

I looked in the mirror. Three scratches on my face. Three fingernail marks. The same fingernails from which I gathered the skin cells that I just tested. But how can that be? I just met the victim yesterday. I…

I need to get out of here and figure this out.

***

“Let’s get on it, people! We need an APB out on Benny. Now!” th...

Drama

Crime

The Ancient Elements Argue

Michael T. Miyoshi

5 min read

“Daddy, I’m scared.”

Little Lottie jumped into her parents’ big bed. Her younger sister, Carlotta, was already snuggled up to their mother. It was the standard procedure for nighttime thunderstorms.

The room lit up with lightning flashes followed by a huge thunderclap. Lottie and Carlotta both shrieked and hid under the covers. Their father, Josef, laughed. The girls peeked their heads out ...

Drama

Elemental Music

Michael T. Miyoshi

2 min read

“We should start a band!” Water roared. She was excited.

Earth rumbled, “I’ll be percussion.”

“I’ll be the horns,” blared Air.

“Naturally,” Earth agreed.

“I guess that makes me lead singer,” Fire mused.

“Well, what do I do then? Backup singer?” Water blubbered.

“Naturally,” Earth agreed again. “Your soothing voice is perfect for backup vocals. Plus, you can be quiet or loud. You blend ...

Drama

Two Very Different Realms

Michael T. Miyoshi

1 min read

“This will never work, you know.”

Sigh. “Yes, I know. We are from two completely different realms. But…”

“But nothing. We are not meant for each other. Never have been. Never will be. Our kinds are too different.”

“Yes, but one date can’t hurt, can it? It’s all I ask. One date. I have kept my feelings hidden, but I have always admired you from afar.”

“Do tell.”

“I love the way you a...

Drama

Quick!

Michael T. Miyoshi

1 min read

Quick! Write a poem or short story about the first thing that pops into your mind. Even if, especially if, your mind becomes blank upon reading the prompt....

Close Your Eyes

Michael T. Miyoshi

1 min read

Prompt for a poem or prose: “Close your eyes and what what you see?”...

Time to Go Home

Top 10

Michael T. Miyoshi

2 min read

“He’s dying, you know.”

“Yes. I know.” Micah looked at his wife and sighed. A tear fell from his eye. “But he’s not gonna do it here.”

Micah looked at his father in the hospital bed. His father met his eyes and nodded. A slight nod. Micah turned to the nurse who had just come in. He was already standing, but stood up straighter. “We would like to take my father home. Please draw up the...

Drama

Always Twelve

Winner - 1st

Michael T. Miyoshi

1 min read

I’ll always be twelve

No matter my years.

For it’s the age that I never

Succumbed to my fears.

It’s the age I first noticed

Girls could be more than friends.

It’s the age when my friendships

Would never come to an end.

It’s the age when my thoughts

Turned to stupidity.

It’s the age when my body

Moved with fluidity.

Now, I know that my body

Is no longer twelve,

But on aching and pains

I try not ...

Poetry