Biography of Matt Mondschein
Regardless of who we are, we all have things in common,
no matter the obvious differences. We love, hate, feel sad, feel good, are content and regret. These truths are inescapable and cross all borders of race, color, age, and sex. As I've found out, life isn't always easy, yet there are moments, after the fact, when you can sit back and laugh at the situation.
Contained within, are poems I've written about some of these situations. They fall into three categories. Those personal to me, those about people I know and those that are completely fiction. In any case, you'll
come across a few that ring a bell with you, some will disturb you and others will shed a tear. Regardless as you read, and connect, if you haven't realized yet, you'll begin to see that life has it's ups and downs, it's good and bad times. You'll see that life is a
On a more personal note. Some of my writes are from memories of my own personal childhood and other youngsters early days, I in no doubt have some evil thoughts and some love and joy, in other words the duality of man and I'm not ashamed to write about these situations. Raised with twelve brothers and sisters. I was the black sheep. A hyperactive, yet generous child.
I write from youngest memories and see in my mind abuse issues, that leave myself drowning in sorrow. Spiritual in a sense
no longer religious but believe in a higher power, that someday we will answer too.
My father had fourteen in his family seven boys, seven girls. My grandparents Frank and Mary were Austrian
from Burgenland. My mothers parents were from Hungary
I hope to write until my time is up.
Keep the peace in your heart
be grateful every day and true love will always
come your way
Matt Mondschein's Works:
Matt Mondschein Poems
A Christmas Prayer
God, please turn back, the hands of time again I call on you I've neglected my family turned my back on you too.
Melissa My Wife- The Greatest Love
Not a word need be spoken Nor a touch be felt Just our feelings communicating As it was my heart that you held
A Bowlers Short Dream
They arrive from destinations Round' about the globe Striving to attain success Lugging sixteen pounds of reactive resin
You cannot solve my problems You cannot ease my pain You will never be my savior Though you try and try again
Do you want to die? Jump off a building Get hit by a car Pull a gun on your self
Your love will endure with me Forever more The score, you're survival Winning comes with a price
Happy Fathers Day - Lord Of All Creation
Happy fathers day, to you father Lord of all creation Crossing all borders Blessing every nation
The Worst Poetry
I pen some of the worst poetry you'll ever read yet it is mine you can never take it from me
Yes, I'm disturbed This much is true But the question is How much more
The waves wash along the shore My castle fades Back to the sea
Moonlit Dance Affair
Her sweat glistened skin Heaving Rhythmically in the moonlight I keep pace
Do you remember me On some silent night Perhaps when the snow falls In the middle of June
He lays effortlessly Constantly, on his favorite chair Polar bear look-alike sammy Raps his junk food junkie
They langour Among the powered lines Anticipating Anxiously
All walks of life, enter the arena
For hours on end
As pure grain in an hour glass
Mindless thoughts of the disease
Bedeviled, satan posessed