C. M. Miller : Writing

Space and You

Space and You

A Poem by C. M. Miller


The space was emptyof anything prescious . . .and then, there you were.
Memory

Memory

A Poem by C. M. Miller


A dream. Maybe.
Humewood Beach

Humewood Beach

A Poem by C. M. Miller


Borrowed the "middle" from a previous write to bridge the beginning of this poem, to its end. Is it okay to steal from one's self? Anyway, seemed lik..
because

because

A Poem by C. M. Miller


because i need to breathe is why i kiss you as often as i do because i need to see is why i always keep you before me because i need to feel..
Circle of When

Circle of When

A Poem by C. M. Miller


True love is a circle.
Escalators

Escalators

A Poem by C. M. Miller


Life has its ups & downs
Bleeding Pale

Bleeding Pale

A Poem by C. M. Miller


A mixed bag, perhaps.
Lighthouse

Lighthouse

A Poem by C. M. Miller


A poem I first shared with Kelly.
The Net

The Net

A Poem by C. M. Miller


Inspired by a loving obituary from a man for his wife.
Living Poem

Living Poem

A Poem by C. M. Miller


I can’t figure her out, really. She’s like a living poem . . . the times too numerous to recall when I've just existed in a daze, lost..