These are the poems, writings and musings of Michael R. Martin. Here you will find recent writings, and poems dragged up from many years ago. Cedar Eden refers to the name of my Adirondack Homestead.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Clouds
Clouds Salmon pink at sunset. A mist rises Over a still bog. Crickets chirp But nothing moves; Not the clouds, Not the mist. Funny how Nothing moving Moves us so.
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