Before the pain,
there was laughter
sharing of wits
the morning after
before the pain
there were smiles
all night conversations
lingering for a while
before the pain
she felt safe to know
he was there
they would grow
before the pain
all was everything
no needs
before the pain
Copyrighted: 2017 CMM
I pulled aside upon my path
my kickstand now down…
The wheels that turned for so long,
Now stays upon the ground…
The wind has changed and now still,
The grass no longer green
the last ride has been complete
the rider no longer seen…
I have stopped for the last time
and pause to say good-bye
I hope to see you on the trail
somewhere on the other side…
Copyright: CMM 2011
Dedicated to a friend who lost his battle with Mesothelioma
Hey, that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I’m about.
A date, that’s not what’s great,
What’s great at any rate,
Is the relationship that dictates,
Our friendship that is true…
Hey, that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am about.
First it’s secrets that are told,
Then its Ferbes that are sold,
We hop in our Trac when told,
For our evening we pursue…
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
As we learn and time will pass,
our parties they’re a gas,
and each other we harass,
the thing remembered will be you…
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
We grow to depend on each other,
and the friendship becomes a brother,
and the bonding like no other,
the separation will soon be due.
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
Hold on to me real tight,
as someday it will feel like night,
because my brother will be out of sight,
remember that, I love you…
Hey that’s how I feel, Hello, that’s what I am all about.
Listen dear friends take my hand,
and wherever you go understand,
there is no ocean and no land,
that memory will subdue…
Hey, that’s how I feel, Hello that’s what “WE” were all about!
(Dedicated to my daughter, and her two high school buddies endearingly called, ‘Brains, Beauty, Brawn’.)
copyrighted: 1999 CMM
I walk upon the canvas
the gray and green elephants
walk around me.
Always in dimensional lights
of bright and then dim
the gathering of familiar faces
was all that I could see.
I look to see upstairs to find
and you were not there.
I continued down the stairs
the face of your adversary
standing fatter and pompous.
A distant call was hung into space
I heard the gritty sound of ignorance,
I heard the sound of disgrace.
I never saw but knew.
I asked this fatter one where,
where were you?
He turned to another and gave directions
I could no longer contain the pain,
as I beat upon his chest and
cried with years of disdain…
Copyrighted: CMM 2016
