ocean

The sea whispers

Breath comes in and then out

In a distance it sweet roar

Crescendos in a swell

Of soft breeze travels through

I feel tranquilizing sleep

We try to linger in the unknown

We are just too human

So I fall asleep with feelings

Copyrighted:  CMM  2019

A robin waits and then she soars

I run the hills out  of doors

In the middle of world’s unrest

I still run and the Robin makes her nest.

3.00 miles

Copyright 2018

Midnight and the sea and wind plays just inside the moon.

Beacons flicker on the horizon to remind the sea the ships wait until morning light.

Unseen Artist’s brush sweeps white froth clouds  against a midnight sky.

The poet listens to the wind’s promise to bring a rain shower to lead the dance.

The dust of the day , the worry of tomorrow finds a journey into a healing crescendo.

Copyright:  2016 CMM

I go to the ocean

To listen

I go to the sea

To find the lost me

I go to the shores

To hear the waves pray

wet sand caress my feet

The wind to lift my hair

I go to the place

My beginnings to renew

Whirling around me free

I have missed you my friend; the sea.

Copyright:   CMM  2016

Sunrise

Morning on the shores

brings you back to the place where

you can hear sunrise

in sequential order of

light, flight and the rush of tides…

it is then I pray.