Month: January 2012

Two Divided

Standing in the portal of your passing,
I feel the breeze from yesterday—
A sweet breath keeps rhythm,
joy and sadness mixed intravenously
in hope and resignation;
a paradox of time and being
love and sorrow.
The sting is left against all will,
and two are divided,
Mother and child—
ã  CMM  2012

Agatha’s Full Moon

new moon,


hidden moon,


full moon not seen…


the night,


You left just out of sight


under the stars gleam…


While  here


You hid your tears


Under a southern moon beam…


always in your heart


You danced from the start


a full moon, only you had seen.



© CMM   2012