Morning

I woke
A morning pulls me to go out of doors
And stand among the cosmos
To allow the lights to christen
Into promise, will I be witness?
God is listening,
The universe displays his breath.
Shhh, it says,
Pray.
© CMM. 2020
Mother’s Day
AGATHOS, Volume 8, Issue 2 (15): 103-109 © www.agathos-international-review.com CC BY NC 2017
Run
A run,
thoughts come
and go…
the steps not fast,
not slow…
I listen to crickets,
birds and such.
To rustle in the trees
sun’s warm touch…
I measure my distance,
from tree line to tree.
I measure my fatigue
and I talk to me.
I pray some, and sing
and listen some more.
My thoughts ramble
trains on the track…
I am soon done,
I am almost back.
CMM @2020
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Tanka

Flowers sent today
Valentine’s a sweet array
Swells the aroma
Of today’s remembrance
Echoes of Shakespeare’s semblance.
©. 2020 CMM



