Little Time
we will both grow old,
our youth wasted in time
rusted planks of life
jutting out
feeling the days gone past
looking for a sign
we will understand how
little time we tout
until now, we look and see
our hands and body weathered
I will smile and feel the
glow of our youth
even though the shifts
are tethered
Copyrighted: 2018 CMM
“Walk Among the Brushes”
I hope you have time to read it. I am humbled with this one as I do believe so much came from places I do not understand and psychologist are trying to figure out.
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Literature and Art Studies
Christine
Tides
Rushing
towards me in rhythm
pushing, pulling in tides
of undertow and strong currents.
I rest, for the tides of my soul
are brought into the life of the sea.
Copyrighted: CMM 2011
Eagle and Child Inkling 