writers

Poetry in motion

A magenta glad opens;

Grace adorns in verse.

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I am not sure what

It is that draws me to the

LOVE of nature’s run.

Haiku

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I ran this morning

On ice and snow

The trees glisten

The ice fairies glow

I hear the geese

Sound celebration

The storm is gone

Now jubilation

As I crunched

My shoes as I run

I looked up to see

A heart shaped sun

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Looking through pages

the freedom of the past.

Before the virus

came so fast.

It will be gone;

just hope and pray.

It won’t be long

we will see a new day.

© CMM. 2020

The crescent moon

Shines just outside,

droplets of moon dust

Filters through ice crystals,

Frigid from late autumn.

We rise in hope as heavens

promise what we cannot.

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displayed are venders best

My run was a different quest

I managed to improve my race

shaved 2 min per mile pace

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The fire is lit

The fall has come

The days grow short

At the setting sun

The witches howl

The children play

Sweaters are worn

For the chilly days

Time will rearrange

As seasons show off

The colors change

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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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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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