Scones

I roll the dough between my hands
The crumbs drop off into the pan.
I was drawn to a kitchen from long ago
My Scottish Grandma , I remember so.
Hands with a dish towel she rang ,
I remember how often she sang.
Amazing Grace, she chorused the home.
Scottish aired from her among the scones.
The whirl of the smell drifted toward me.
I in my memory can still see .
©️CMM 2023
Mom’s Birthday

It is your birthday
We cut the cake
We shared a memory
For old time sake
I am not sure if cake is there
Or parties or birthdays
But today Steph and I share
A piece of cake on this day
Your birthday 🎂
Dancing in Grandma’s Kitchen: A Nostalgic Memory
We were young
music was in our feet.
My older sister and I
left with the chores
of the evening after dinner
to clean the kitchen.
We would wash the dishes
and as we did, we danced.
rock and roll
and beach music,
the shag was the rage,
on linoleum floors.
Our grandparent’s home
with white wash cupboards.
a small kitchen table.
A swinging door to the dining room.
A door we kept closed
so we could dance to the radio.
a radio sitting on the yellow table
loud enough to get by …
not loud enough to get caught.
Elvis, Beach Boys and Buddy Holly
transformed into our bandstand
as we found ourselves dancing
in grandma’s kitchen …
CMM © 2022
Tanka

I remember the light
In my grandmother’s kitchen
Something you notice,
then later you remember
how refreshing her presence.
© CMM 2021
Ode to Autumn
I heard an owl outside my window
Breaking dark and morning flight
Then another answers soon after
Together harmony hooting quietA leaf is heard falling softly
Autumn speaks a gentle sound
Lagging song bird breaks the silence
And I am the only one aroundRustic red donned the tree tops
Top to bottom as they fall
Sweet farewell for winters coming
Leaving the trunk standing tallcopyright: CMM 2020
Stephanie

My Gaelic daughter,
A child of grace.
A spirited heart,
An angelic face.
Fears of a mother
Go ahead of her steps.
No greater joy,
Her pain is kept.
Walk among the clover,
Feed under the thatch.
Angels go as you rover .
A lassie of no match.
Copyrighted © 2018 CMM
I heard an owl outside my window


