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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.

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

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

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

Is the night of ghost and goblins?

near as frightful as the days.

coming from the battled streets,

crying from the warrior’s haze.

Crisp the humid fallen golden,

tis moist and wetting dew.

Comes the flowing ghost and goblins.

hallooing from behind the stew.

Yet the truth be more the scarier

dying souls of sand pit graves.

Hence, we need to be more mindful.

battling through mayhem waves.

Yes, this season of the Hallow,

souls and saints remembered here.

While the innocent still living,

live within the streets of fear.

Pray the saints we beckon this,

a night of memory, night of fright.

Soon the only horror faced,

is just the tales of all hallows night.

copyrighted: 2004 CMM.

Give them out for all.

Set them next to the children.

To listen as they call.

Lead them from the rubble.

Protect them from the fear.

Of fires and loud noises

As nighttime draws them near

Go gather all the dragons.

Herd them toward the child

Bring them back to safety.

So, we can sit a while.

I will clean the mud from war.

Wash the dry crusted tears.

Read you of the green dragon.

Who promised you no more fears?

copyright: CMM. 2023

when the bow breaks

we will all know

the trees are now rotten

the grass does not grow

birds will stop singing

the lion’s unrest

will roar into nothing

we all will be his guest.

 Authored:    CMM copyrighted: 2023

Autumn’s gifts fall from the trees

among the gnarled branches.

A runner sets footing in the trail

knowing she takes chances.

there awaits the squirrels surprise

it hides among the trees,

to see the runners near demise,

as footing slips among the leaves.

copyrighted: 2023 CMM

I drove up to the ‘drive through’ for coffee

As I sat to order, in flew a ‘white tail hawk’,

I interrupted my order with a “Woah,” to see,

A huge magnificent bird looking back at me.

When I was done, and ordered placed,

It looked twice in my face and off it flew.

I wondered , was it something I said,

or did it not like my cold brew?

copyrighted: CMM. 2023