Silver Eye
Waking to a full moon,
hung in the darkened sky.
crisp wind swings softly ,
as I gaze toward the silver eye.
Hues of silver cast in sight,
shadows of clouds pass by.
I stop, sit on cool green grass,
and gaze back upon the sky.
2023. CMM.
I am happy …I Did Not Run
Running early in the morning just before dawn I was crossing over a familiar crosswalk.
I had just crossed the street where the white building is and the corner of the chapel
where my dear friend sally played piano.
I guess I startled it, as I approached it, this large furry animal had gone a quarter up
the tree after a squirrel
It was huge. It slid down the tree and growled loud.
I froze, and yelled, “Go away, go away,” loudly. Many years in Alaska with
bears common place, you are taught, do not run and scream as loudly as possible.
It took off across the street and I stood there for a moment frozen, before I started
on. The squirrel had gone all the way up the tree.
So, I slowly started to continue down the walk toward 12 th brick the old prison when I
heard something again.
I turned around and the animal had crossed back over, and I thought omg what if he is
coming after me.
I stood there watching him in the distance, he paused and went into the weeds and
brush and down the hill near toward the railroad tracks.
They have turned the lights off early and making the streets dark as the days get
shorter.
We looked them up, and yes, they roam more at dusk and dawn and go after small
rodents
And the one thing they said was DO NOT RUN.
I did not, but GOD I WAS SCARED.
His growl was something I will not forget for a while. A sound is hard to describe.
I have encountered many wild animals running in Panama and as far north as
Alaska, but none so threatening as I felt with this one. I was glad it was so dark,
I do not think I would want to remember the way it looked. The sound was enough.
Storm’s Rhythmic Dance
It is always nice to hear
the thunder after a bright
electrical streak across the sky.
My granddaddy use to say,
“Do not be afraid of the thunder,
the danger just passed.”
It is the surprise of the lightening
cutting across the dark sky
Illuminating the silhouettes of trees,
not seen in the darkness of
the morning horizon.
A rhythm of light and sound,
an autumn storm of drum rolls
and quiet interludes pause.
Then the conductor of the heavens
raise his sticks and once again,
the lightening magically cuts
across in jagged patterns.
Moments later the thunder
drums out a rhythm of response
and the storm rolls on.
CMM. 2025
Forever Full Moon
Just outside my window
The full moon lingers there
Night after night the glowing stares
Into the silvery light it cast
Cross the darkness the magic last
As if to say , no matter what
I will forever be , waiting in the dark
Looking back to see
You , looking for the full moon magic
Across eternity
CMM. 2024
Remembering the Buffalo Soldier: An Eloquent Crimson Sunrise
I ran past and paused,
the crimson rise of the sun
gave honor to the Buffalo Soldier.
A moment of memory,
a moment of time,
a moment of the universe
casting crimson sign.
They are not forgotten,
they are still heard.
CMM. copyrighted: 2024
Here Comes the Sun
Reflections
Life settles to an understanding which keeps defining and redefining understanding. I just keep asking God to hold on to me. I want to be here for the family but sometimes I become exhausted. Let us continue to pray and hold on to the reigns. It is not just our lives, but the lives affected by the rumblings of our nation and our world.
I figured out why happy does not feel the same as it used to. How can it? Our consciousness is being reminded every minute; all is not right with the world. So instead of laughing loudly when we can laugh, or crying when we think we should. It is manifested by our very existent in a world of ‘sorrow’ around the world.
The Glass
Often pansies stuck inside,
cut from a garden
right outside.
She gathered them,
cleaned them,
a bouquet she would make.
Then she would say,
” oh goodness sake.”
2024. copyright: CMM
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