C. Michael Miller
Biography of C. Michael Miller
My heart was wounded, but the cure finally arrived. I met a Navajo Girl, she of the Red Streak Into the Water Clan. She saved my life by giving me life. Now together, we have a new life joined with us. Our daughter Diana owns the world. We rent from her.
C. Michael Miller's Works:
I created one chapbook of my own.
'Lost... Love Poems from the Middle Ages... Found'
C. Michael Miller Poems
I feel afraid when the sea crashes into my expectations...
Bone And Stone
The land greets the passing of time with a solemn serenity. A silent witness to all the countless years, a faithful historian of all that transpires.
From my vantage point your beauty flowers. From my vantage point your belly undulates as on a gentle ocean.
The heat between them, she looks down at her lover... that she should have a love... a man such as him.
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,
Long ribbons of her hair cover my chest. Her sweet breath tickles my nose. Idly, she sings a languid tune...
he touches but does not feel he walks but
because I need to breathe is why i kiss you as often as I do. because I need to see is why
She is a like cinnamon-scented dune beneath me. Moonlight caresses her with mysterious shadows that hold euphoric promise... her warm scent creating nocturnal desires.
The Future Of Freckles
The sun says hello with a warmth and sincerity she’s not felt in months. He’s back now from the President’s war,
Love's Long Journey
In the night sky, there are the stars,
Two wounded souls, seeking... longing... an unexpected moment...
My Diana, just 18 months old and full of energetic, boundless horizons... I call to her, “Come here, Little Life.”
It was your warm lips that smiled and invited. Good fortune had I, when into your arms I alighted.
Two wounded souls,
an unexpected moment...
Loss... remembrance... tears...
friendship... respect... touch...
Two weathered hearts comforted by
the common depths of our lives.