wisdom

Haiku


Twilight crest after

midnight storm gives way to verdant

grass, and hope appears …

© CMM 2019

Haiku


a full moon light shines

just in sight, reflecting on

sleeping Queen Anne’s Lace

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Haiku


A silent morning

Reflection of just being

Feeling the before

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1st Sunday of Advent


A wakeful glimpse

Into darkness that helps us

See past into the light

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Autumn


autumnal Equinox gently arrives

warmth of the summer lost in the skies

Burnt orange and red are made of your dress

A sigh of relief now we will soon rest

From a summer of drought and too little rain

We will put it behind us; wait for seasons to change

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Morning Sky


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Under the magic

Across the blacken sky is

Wonder of life and love

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Haiku


Rain is a promise

Cleansing is the hope, may it

Be to create seed

@CMM. 2017

A Great Lady


Her face, was like a road map of all special places,

her eyes the ocean of knowledge and strength.

Yes, her words spilled out of time, joy and sorrow

asking for someone to listen, love and remember; she was here.

Copyrighted:  CMM  2017

Four Poster Bed


That four poster bed and me at the foot…

was the beginnings of beginnings

and the irony it took.

My Mother’s plight to come back home,

when our Father’s fights,

were all we had known.

Grandparents adjusting

and opening their doors,

no one needed to sleep on the floor.

The nights we laid, kittens in bed,

me at the foot,

as they snuggled at the head.

Quilts laid busy acoss us just right,

four poster jammed,

with three quite a sight.

As we grew older and given each a bed,

I will never forget the four poster bed,

me at the foot and they at the head.

I wonder in life when all things askew

and the trials I endured

whether old or renewed.

If being at the foot of this bed

gave me the will to survive,

in keeping my head.

© CMM 2002

Slippers


I turn to see a shoe I missed

It was my Mother’s slippers

I thought I could climb the stairs

with even sounds of flippers.

I stepped into the stairway

and much to my surprise.

I lost the one, kept the other

I felt it gone and realized

I still had one on the other foot

and that was ok you see.

I will continue on in venture

carrying my mother’s shoe with me.

So such is life in little things

our children do take with him.

The climb the shoe and little

one too and leave a shoe with them.

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