Changing Tide (Haiku)
One punch, a gaffe, smile,
a laugh, tides do change, as time swells,
in memories dwell…
© CMM 2012
Cicadas
Crackle in summer heat,
wings that buzz
in frenzy speed.
Flying into light or dark
Trees amount
and fallen weed.
Oh summer insect,
oh bird of drought,
Your crescendo calls,
and in evening mounts.
© CMM 2012
Life of the Sea
Rushing,
towards me in rhythm,
pushing, pulling in the tides
of undertow and strong currents.
I rest,
for the tides of my soul,
are brought into the life of the sea…
Copyright: 2011 CMM
Seagull’s Flight
Soaring, turning, down
mystic light,
breaking on wings
he glides in sight.
Calm the sea, she swells
in morning.
Seaman throws cast
of warning.
Copyrighted: CMM 2011
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Independence Day
Tattered makeshift canvas of red, white and blue tents
speckled in cornfields of sharecroppers’ rent.
Barefoot little boys run the dirt rows,
tripping in mud puddles, stubbing their toes.
Seeking to buy fireworks, later to light the skies,
matching the sparks reflected, a twinkling in their eyes.
Nation’s birthday will soon see the fireworks blaze,
when steaming evening blossoms through dark summer haze.
Erstwhile colors will soar beyond trees,
for Amercans to watch, some kneeling on skinned knees.
His wild-eyes with amazement of holiday’s sounding,
the rainbow lights celebrating our founding.
When all that remains is gray smoke in the sky,
hearts and minds march to those whom have died.
Not only from one war, but many recast,
to give a scraped-knee child a country that will last.
copyrighted: CMM 2004
A Full Canvas
Your canvas is full,
a Rembrandt,
Van Gogh,
Monet.
Your canvas is the soul of,
Buber,
Keats,
and Kierkegaard.
It is fresh with water colors of scholars.
You now splash in the seas of wisdom.
You are laughing with the wit of joy
in heaven.
© CMM 2012 (dedicated to a friend and scholar; RIP)
Professor Doo-Wop
PROFESSOR DOO-WOP
Your music stopped today,
the doo-wop of the music box.
Professor from the era of the
60s and 70s.
You decided to say good-bye,
quietly without notice.
The songs no longer find
you to lullaby your soul
of rock and roll…
Your smile, and quick wit,
your philosophy of time.
Your reasonings are now silent,
only in your books.
You the mastery of words and oratory,
is quiet now with the echoes of memories,
the music, the readings, the author.
I don’t understand why time closed
your chapter…
© CMM April 6, 2012
Firefly Dance
A hushed moment
just before
the dance that soon
begins.
just before
the dance that soon
begins.
A quiet now fallen,
pitch black still,
the movement
will now ascend.
The fireflies come
one by one, and together
the crescendo
enchants
Their pattern of
light. In a mystical
night they blink
round and around
The flicker and
twirl, circle and
whirl, never to make
a sound
So come with me to
the firefly dance
Let their charming
become your own.
Let them take you
where others have
tried, but few
have ever known
Copyrighted: 2004 CMM
Summer Solstice
Morning on the shores
brings you back to the place where
you can realize sunrise
in sequential order of
light, flight and the rush of tides…
© 2005
Coffee Cup
My favorite cup broke today,
sad to say, sad to say…
It was about a year ago,
I lost the one with Emily and Poe…
But, that is life, it is to be,
cup now cracked no purpose I see…
However, when I think of it,
and ole’ Shakespeare’s written wit…
I will not think of the crack it did,
but, good times, with my coffee instead.
© CMM 2012 
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