Autumn
Damp, cool autumn wakes.
as the apples drop,
sunset shades are pulled just
before the clock can change.
The aroma of the apples
crisping from cinnamon
as the butter browns just in time
to take them out to serve.
Celebration of the season
seems sweeter from a hard summer.
CMM. 2023

The Change
Blackeye peas
autumn breeze
rocking chair keeping pace
The sky has turned gray
the quietness of the day
calls the season’s race
I listen to know
It will soon start to snow
Winter will take its place.

CMM. copyright: 2022
Autumn

A glow of autumn,
a welcomed day.
The spring birds are leaving.
The hummingbirds have lingered ,
but only for a moment
and they will leave.
My one majestic oak tree,
strengthens itself as she knows.
She will soon shed her dress
after the brilliant ball of Fall.
Come gently autumn,
be kind to all who celebrates you.
As winter will take its turn
the world will barely take notice .
CMM. 2022
Tea

I poured my tea
And let it rest upon the fireplace.
I sat close by to stay warm
The embers glow on my face.
The storm just close enough
to warn that it is near and cold.
Staying far away
the clouds are gray and bold.
I return to the warmth
and start to drink my tea
It is the safety of my home
that truly comforts me.
CMM @ 2021
Morning
Stretching so far
I try to see
the dark coal sky
hanging over me.
Constellations I recognize
spatter light in my eyes.
Laughing they drop
right before the horizon
turns crimson red.
I see the universe go on ahead.
CMM. © 2021
2020

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

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


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