Biography of Michel Antoine
Graduate of NYU in French and psychology, studied in Paris and NYC. Went on to graduate school specializing in addiction disorders esp. eating disorders of anorexia and bulimia nervosa.Became a French teacher then moved on to world of counselling. Currently teaching piano, tutoring French and working in the field of addictions as a therapist.
Michel Antoine Poems
I remember you like a nightmare From which I cannot wake A burden, an enemy A lover and a friend.
Exact Change: Quarters For The Merry-Go...
EXACT CHANGE: QUARTERS FOR THE MERRY-GO-ROUND Michel Antoine April 16,2012
Streamless Omen Michel Antoine 4/15/2012 Where do I go from here
Ode To Karen C.
Ode to Karen C. She sang love songs, of rainy days and Mondays, Moon dust in your hair of gold and
Darkest Dream Of Dawn
Darkest Dream of Dawn Michel Antoine inspired circa 1988 Completed: 4/14/12
The Abyss Of Our Tomorrows
The Abyss of Our Tomorrows___________________________ Michael Anthony September 1995 I've walked alone with tear-filled eyes and loneliness always haunted me. I've locked myself away in silence and the stillness grew so loudly deafening.
Overcast On My Heart
Overcast On My Heart__ Michael Anthony 4/7/12 It's overcast on my heart tonight, forever holding you at bay.
The Circlar Jigsaw
THE CIRCULAR JIGSAW Michel Antoine April 23,2012 I smoke another cigarette
Chains Of Time
CHAINS OF TIME Michel Antoine April 27,2012
A Rainbow's Song
A RAINBOW'S SONG Michel Antoine April 28,2012
QUESTIONS UNANSWERED Michel Antoine April 27,2012 I'm going through such changes,
SULTRY SILENCE Michel Antoine April 27,2012 You are my forever; sea,
To describe myself as melancholic; Mellow in fires ablaze within, To redeem myself in your eyes, Like blue embers in gaze.
Shadows Of Dispair
Like an actor who wields his poem among the thorns, You are forever the one I love. Like a poet who sings the verses of the heartaches gone by, You are forever the one I need.
Darkest Dream Of Dawn
Darkest Dream of Dawn
Michel Antoine inspired circa 1988
Somewhere in the darkest dream of dawn
I still feel the passion which lives forever on-
Though you try to veil it in disguise,
The pulse grows louder, then I see your eyes.