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
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
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Sometimes I feel like Heidi.
The moon and planets meet me,
chilly autumn air, crickets scream,
leaves are browning autumn seen.
Sliding into a Midwest home run
when leaves will fall against the sun .
CMM ©. 2020
I was trying to run the hill
When stopped by waiting still
was a lovely deer curious of me.
And I looked closely to see,
the beauty of nature, a sight
a pause , and then took flight
©. CMM 2020
The moon wakes an early rain
The wind now sway with fall
I listen to the distant thunder
I listen to nature’s call…
Calming breeze crosses my face
And drops of rain keep gentle beats
Quiet darkness is broken with light
The blooms now permeate with sweet
©. CMM. 2020
I walk among ancient sands
Yet walk as if it was new
The winds blow at my side
And I only think of you.
© CMM 2020
If you wake in the morning
while all the world sleeps
you will see the crystals of the fairy dust.
They were left during the night
To light their way
just in sight
as the moon bows
the twilight shows it’s veil