Philosophy

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.

Sunday Morning Run


I am happy …

The Times When Creation Shows Up


I am reading a book, entitled ; “Silence, (in the age of noise.)” Written by: Erline Kagge, he asked Mark Juncosa , “When I asked Mark Juncosa, one of the minds behind Musk’s space programme, whether he ever has the chance to think out the ideas that could revolutionize the rocket industry, he replied: “A normal work day at best contains eight hours of meetings, a few hours to respond to emails. It all blurs together. The only time to shut out the world is when I exercise, surf, take a shower or sit on the toilet. That’s when new solutions surface.”

Excerpt From
Silence
Erling Kagge & Becky L. Crook
https://books.apple.com/us/book/silence/id1217089376
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To make my point, a song came to me taking a shower, it came so quickly, I could only step outside to grab a piece of paper and pen and write it down, wet and smeared ink , I later copied it to Microsoft word.

The song was , “Whispered Prayer,” The music to the song was Written and Produced by Christine McNeill-Matteson, Music Written and Performed by Kip Haaheim ,Vocals by Katie Bieber.

First published in “Pieces of Divine Masterpieces: Poet’s Voice, Agathos: An International Review of Humanities and Social Science. ”

To affirm, Mark Juncosa , (Chief Engineer at Space X, ) in his interview with Erline Kragge, “Silence “; polished and copyrighted by, Pantheon, a division of Random House, LLC, 2017.

I get it.” Bob Dylan gets it, as he explains in a 60 minute interview, most artist gets it.

Free your space, and let creativity come to you. Find your ‘silence.’

Below the song…

Sweet Bread and Tea


A tradition of women

who have long since passed.

Has given belonging

to those who are last.

We stand in the clovers,

we pour tea at its best.

As the sweet bread is served

among all the rest.

May the Celtic women

long survive,

into the histories

and the archives.

copyrighted : 2025  Christine McNeill-Matteson

John Steinbeck


A Writer


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 

Here Comes the Sun


I loved my run yesterday. I felt strong and even the lone wild flower stood against the wood line and made it sparkle for attention.

The Encore of the Wind: A Poetic Composition by CMM (2024)


I have sat next to all the beginnings,

I have heard the rushing of the wisdom 

coming from the sea.

The wind calls out the encore 

against the rocks 

and it is me…

CMM. Copyrighted:  2024 

 

Sometimes


only sometimes I

walk outside after dark,

Barefoot on

the cool soft grass

feeling the renewal come

from deep inside the earth

Replenishing tired feet

and calming the spirit,

the energy of nature …

CMM 2024