Love

A song I wrote and produced


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Haiku


Twilight crest after

midnight storm gives way to verdant

grass, and hope appears …

© CMM 2019

A Loaf of Bread


It was a loaf of bread,
a gift of love

she struggled to say
It is all I have

times were hard
her family at risk

she came to dinner
from a dark abyss

picked as a flower
from spring she left

stormed in the winds
and soon was adrift

It was a loaf of bread
it was all she had

she asked please
take it, and quietly cried

 

Copyright:  2018  CMM

Keats’s Rose


Picked among a garden, this one unique rose,
taken from green thorns, this flower she chose.
Sat upon his desk, and nurtured from stems,
drenched in water, a vase, looking back at him.
The secret of this rose was not from the attending.
The secret of its beauty was from its sending.
Beauty in its temporal form and in nature’s bloom,
eternal rose, deep within, nurtured to the tomb.

Revised 2019 CMM

I Look to the Heavens


It is 3:00 a.m.

 

My hands cupped

 

Snuggly around my

 

Coffee cup.

 

 

The flicker of the fire

 

Reflects my feelings

 

As if it is catching

 

Pain with every spark.

 

 

The rhythm of my heart

 

Beats just enough to get

 

My attention that I am real.

 

 

I miss people who have passed,

 

the little furry friend I have lost

 

and Grandma’s home.

 

 

I cannot rewind time,

 

Or reset the clock of yesterday

 

Or recreate people who cause pain.

 

 

Sitting here this morning in

 

Solitude and still darkness

 

I am reminded of the truth.

 

I am present in the early morning,

 

 

I am grateful for found peace,

 

I look to the heavens always.

 

Copyright:  CMM  2019


a barn they said

Frigid cold night

A trough straw bed

Cattle in sight

A story told

Who may believe

Baby behold

Infinity

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I lost a long time friend last night. I woke this morning to the news. So this afternoon I went to a movie as a day out and distraction. The name of the movie was ” Mule” with Clint Eastwood, there were 2 take-away sentences. One was ” how old would you be if you did not know the year you were born?” The other, ” you cannot buy time”

1st Sunday of Advent


A wakeful glimpse

Into darkness that helps us

See past into the light

CMM @ 2018

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.

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Haiku


my grandsons and me

Walk free among verdant grass

Present will be past

Copyright © 2018 CMM