poet

Sometimes I feel like Heidi.

The moon and planets meet me,

chilly autumn air, crickets scream,

leaves are browning autumn seen.

Sliding into a Midwest home run

when leaves will fall against the sun .

CMM ©. 2020

My daughter and my 3 grandchildren and me at a local farm.

I was trying to run the hill

When stopped by waiting still

was a lovely deer curious of me.

And I looked closely to see,

the beauty of nature, a sight

a pause , and then took flight

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The moon wakes an early rain

The wind now sway with fall

I listen to the distant thunder

I listen to nature’s call…

Calming breeze crosses my face

And drops of rain keep gentle beats

Quiet darkness is broken with light

The blooms now permeate with sweet

Hope

©. CMM. 2020

A short run under a full moon.

Foretelling of the Harvest Days

Fog and ghost in a purple haze

Winter chill will be here soon.

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He laughs and sings

And dances on stage hoping to

Distract a world at rage .

© CMM 2020

I walk among ancient sands

Yet walk as if it was new

The winds blow at my side

And I only think of you.

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Only shadows seen

Many stories have I read

Of shadows to dread

However these are promise

Of the morning ahead

© CMM. 2020