Micahs Poetry and Songs

To the left is a list of some of the poems and songs that Micah had written over the years. More can be found in the monthly archives.

He usually left out punctuation so that others could salt and pepper them as they please.
He wrote about the times and events of his life...always from the heart.

Those with the (media) mark mean that you can listen or watch a video.
More may be added to this site as time goes by and as more writings are discovered.

Thank you for visiting!

By the request of Aimee Nichols, the index of poems is below:

A
A Face in The Crowd
All Around
All Because of You
Alpha Omega Moo
Always
Another Summer
Anyway
A Simple Song Of Love

B
Burning Bridges

C
Circles
Cool World Blue World

D
Dear Friend
Do What You Want To Do - mp3

E
Every One But Mine

F
Fireside

G

H
Here I Go
Here There And Everywhere
Hold On - mp3
How Does It Feel

I
I Cry
I Feel
I'm Burning
I Know
I'm Lost - mp3
I See Your Face
Is There Something
It Doesn't Matter - mp3
It's All A Part
I Want To Go Home

J
Je Suis Ici
Just as Long

K

L
Love Peace And Happiness

M
Maybe - mp3
Miles of Experience
My Kandinski

N
No Words
Now and Then

O
October Twenty Eight
Ode To My Brother

P

Q

R

S
Sammys Song - video and mp3
Setting Sun
Seven Years of Innocence
Shadows

T
The Games We Played
The Hallway Light
The Love She Never Had
The Meaning of the Poetry
The Money King - mp3
The Playground is Gone
This Love
Truth Be Told

U

V
Values
Veneer

W
Waves
With You - mp3

X
Xavier

Y
Yes I love You
You Know Me

Z

The Games We Played

There were shadowy days in my first seven years, but you were there,
and it was sunny then.
The next seven brought many tears, and in three more,
you were back again.

And so for a while we had our days,
where we reveled in the games we played.
I know you now as more than friend.
Who could have known when that would end.

Ten years this week. It seems so fast.
Which goes to show that nothing lasts.
You'll not be back, but it's ok.
I still revel in the games we played.

Fireside

When I am here without the sights or sounds of the days,
all the memories gather around me to keep me company.
Even on the evenings when I wish to be alone,
they stop in for a nice fireside chat.

They remind me about the days gone by and the things that were said and done.
Even though I may wish to forget these things, they make sure to remind me again.
Though I wish sometimes that they would find another place to stay,
I never disregard them and they're never turned away.

They never seem weary from their travels, for they tend to stay up late into the night.
Even when I am trying to sleep, they continue speaking to me and throwing logs onto the fire.
It seems a little rude.
Occasionally, my dreams take note of what my memories have to say.

They come to me the next day asking questions, interrupting my work,
and making me wonder about tomorrow.
Some days I cannot get anything done because of all of the noise.
The memories always gather in the evening to let me know.

I hope that someday we can all sit down together and enjoy the days.
Until then, I will continue searching for the answers.