Invitation
let’s have a conversation
no, not a wish list to reply
let’s go somewhere and listen
we can laugh or we can cry
let’s stop and say nothing
or just smell the air around
let’s have a conversation
or never make a sound
what is really of value
is you are here for me
and I am always seeking
to have a conversation
a time to sit and be…
Copyrighted: CMM 2016
Tears
Round
and
warm,
falling softly with
emotion. To come with plenty,
only to quickly go away. The taste is
as salty as the sea; the nature as unpredictable,
understood only by you. It is not your duty
to carry the burden, nor light of joy.
Moist blessing to each of us—
You are important,
You are
My
Tears.
copyrighted: CMM 1998
Awarded: Honors, Fields of Earth Symposium
Cape Fear Writers
The Last Poem
(written by a friend who lost his battle with cancer)
(RIP Jan. 2011)
I have started to cry
causing tears up over my eyes,
but few come out.
A silence spreads
a bit of waiting for new breath,
my face looks up again.
It passes,
tears wiped away,
it passes.
© July 17, 2009
Eagle and Child Inkling 