A Runner’s Lament
I step into the day as I cross over the house,
turn on the coffee pot prepped from the day before.
Feeling the chill, I light the fireplace and pull my robe close.
I linger for a moment, until the coffee is ready.
I see the holiday lights on the neighbor’s lawn,
and the darkness on the houses next to it.
Picking up my cup, I settle into the couch and
into my thoughts from the day before, missing loved ones.
Real Christmas Trees, creakier floors, tinsels that made messes.
the coffee was longer, and we were ok with that.
Holidays are a paradox of time that crescendos.
into glimpse of all the feelings, loved ones, present and past.
I will soon get ready for the day and look to.
a window of time for me to run …
CMM. 2023

Run Deer Run

Thanksgiving Run and the day is quiet,
I run the hill just in sight.
As I labor against the height
Three young Deer crossed to run, just in sight.
I knew this was a Thanksgiving run,
I have often seen them in early sun.
Hunters were out in their tradition
I had my own Thanksgiving rendition .
As I continued to run the hill,
I see a truck parked on the side still,
I off in distance hear the hunters’ guns,
speckled in a distant field of early sun.
I knew then, what was taking place,
and the reason the deer had a quicker pace.
As I ran on up the hill,
I said a prayer, quiet and still,
“Run, deer, Run.”
I knew then the 3 that crossed,
would live another day, all was not lost.
CMM. 2023
A Book
What book are you reading right now?
William D Melaney’s , “ Figural Space “. (Semiotics and the Aesthetic Imaginary)
A friend of mine authored this book and I have learned volume’s.
Sense
I run in the morning
It makes sense
As human nature
Fails us, and the universe
Pales from smoke
Water is dried by tears.
CMM
Geese Fly
It is cold today and quiet, the sun will rise soon.
The day will begin; without notice of

the freedom we feel, when we watch the geese.
The quietness we will feel, when we stand alone.
The sky is still blue for us, but not for all in the world.
CMM. 2023
The Dragon

I sat down to my quiet desk,
the end of the day,
I will try to rest.
I look and see there left behind
a golden dragon spread wings
with eyes so kind.
I called my son and said you forgot
your dragon is still here
on my table top.
He quietly paused
with a soft voice replied,
the dragon is there to stay by your side.
Dragons are fun,
but they are brave and strong
he is on your desk where he belongs.
copyrighted: 2023 CMM
