I looked at the trees,

watched the leaves fall

How lovely it is

In spite of it all.

The tensions are high

about wrong or right.

The people have voted

and we grumble in spite

However the trees’ colors

of burnt orange and gold

the breeze helps them fall

and the trees just get old

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A tortured soul

An end summarized

By dark streets and alleys

And compromised.

His eagerness to please

He continued to write

And lost his soul

On a darkest night .

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A full blue moon

Hangs just outside

The stars near by

All will hide

Behind the blue moon…

CMM  2020

Love at first sight

A chilly blustery day as I warm myself

in front of early morning fire.

The dark mornings and quiet house

lends me to reflect.

We are in tumult times of discord,

turmoil and a horrible virus.

My prayer is somehow this changes

and we wake in early morning healed.

©. CMM 2020

Tom Sawyer would be proud

Of the curiosity he shows

His wonder and discovery

A small rock he throws

Standing an looking

He thinks once more,

To collect another rock and

throws off to distant shore.

Dedicated to my Grandson

© CMM 2020

I heard an owl outside my window
Breaking dark and morning flight
Then another answers soon after
Together harmony hooting quiet

A leaf is heard falling softly
Autumn speaks a gentle sound
Lagging song bird breaks the silence
And I am the only one around

Rustic red donned the tree tops
Top to bottom as they fall
Sweet farewell for winters coming
Leaving the trunk standing tall

copyright:  CMM  2020

Nature is rowdy this morning