Sunset
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
Missing Christmas
Christmas lights flicker
into colors, green and red.
The silence of the season
hangs in what is not said.
It is the knowing you are not here
your smile I miss the most,
The quiet way you made it so
a holiday Christmas toast.
I will miss our first Christmas
with you not around.
I will miss all the other Christmas’
in memory do resound.
Copyright: 2011 CMM
“Walk Among the Brushes”
I hope you have time to read it. I am humbled with this one as I do believe so much came from places I do not understand and psychologist are trying to figure out.
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Literature and Art Studies
Christine
