A Loaf of Bread
It was a loaf of bread,
a gift of love.
She struggled to say,
it is all I have.
Times were hard,
her family at risk.
She came to dinner,
from a dark abyss.
Picked as a flower
from spring she left.
Stormed in the winds
and soon was adrift.
It was a loaf of bread,
it was all she had.
she asked please
take it; quietly cried.
Copyrighted: 2018 CMM Publishers
Listening
She was listening
voices around her unaware
she lies in waiting
she was listening
to the tears
the consolations
she was listening
when someone whispered
to her, I love you.
listening to the voices
leaving the room for a moment
and then she left…
Copyrighted: CMM 2017
In My Garden
There are secrets in my garden
You need but walk a piece
You will stumble on a flower
And a butterfly at ease
Walk but just a couple steps
You almost see them grow
The purple and the yellow
But please walk a little slow
There are secrets in my garden
A prairie dog you might see
A pansy or a daisy
However please be quiet
Not to disturb the frog so lazy
Or the fountains where angels sit
I invite you in my garden
Where joy is laid and kept
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Silver Sea
Silver lights surround fallen beams cast from summer’s full moon.
Sea is quiet and spreads like a lover in waiting for the ones-to-notice, to linger.
Linger we do, in the dust showered in the reflections of the midnight visit.
Women of generations, sit upon sands that are older than time itself,
Gathering thoughts of times to come, and times that passed as wisdom lingers.
Lingering in moments of contemplation, waiting to be heard.
© CMM 2012
(Dedicated to my Mother )
