rivers of stone ~

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i have come
to this silence
where nothing exists
no need for name
the squander
of verse
i have come
without tears
or passion renewed
a vow
without lines
to rehearse
i have come
on my knees –
broken and bare
averting my gaze
from the flame of your eyes
arms wrapped around
hold me in place
as tempted am I
for a moment
to fly
agate and rust
canyons of clay –
echoes writ
to rivers of stone
as memory
rains from the sky

. . .

flawed ~

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from the end
another started –
a place was ours before
tho pieces have
been lost along the way
neglected to my keeping
trusted far too much
hidden in a box
buried deep
ancient hieroglyphics
carved into these walls
music plays
some nights
to drive me mad
heaven understands
how prayers have gone awry
every plan for getting home –
a flaw
jaded by a promise
to keep my heart for you
cheated by the sounding
of the clock

. . .

places we were one ~

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I hated you
I hated me
places we were one
the way my body
listened –
times I should have run
wrapped in my uncertainty
injured by your words
I hated you
I hated me
as every dream unfurled
pages lost to pages
ink spilt blue
black
how may times
a window there –
while I was looking back
hopeful for another
prepared for one more
fight –
a jealous moon
I hated you
for finding me
each night

. . .

parallel ~

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in another life
the coffee can wait
time is forgotten
as whiskers
memorize my skin
but I’ll not complain
for fear of less
the wait
to drift between
fragile as these worlds
of might have been

in another life
kids are laughing
you are laughing too
a smile invades your eyes
as I concede
hands reach out
across the day –
a distance not so far
a touch
as I’m reminded
not to leave

in another life
years are past
and still you hold my hand
echoes of a lifetime
nearly gone
folded into letters
tucked against
my heart –
souls are faded
nearly into one

in another life
water falls
blue into the light
my feet are bare
the river cold
as cedars rise above
songbirds sit on branches
familiar as their songs –
silence waits
the welcome of your
love

. . .

within this heart ~

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within this heart
a tired house
with rooms
for all I’ve loved
ones I held
those I lost
save for my resolve
memories are such
the walls are falling
I can’t see the door
once I knew
the weight of love
the weight of letting go
a porch leans down
to meet the stars below
but there’s no need
no guarantee
of room beyond this breath
no absolute
my heart will hold it
all

. . .

chasing whispers ~

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lest we worry
love will matter
when ten thousand years
are gone
when all our hopes
are scattered
as dark before the dawn
tender places
we are saving –
in each others arms
to stay
chasing whispers of forever –
when the world has
passed away
let me tarry
with the sunrise
close your eyes and sleep again
there’s a dream
that shares your story –
I’ll be there
to let you in

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how we live ~

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there were days
now lost to counting
changed the course
for years beyond –
rectified a fault in living
tattered page
I’d written on

moonlight shimmers
past the dawn –
becomes another day
dreams evolve into each other –
free this trusting heart
to wait

were my fate
but one decision –
to see you there
and let you go
destinies are never easy
– how we live
with all we know

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paper heart ~

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words
it seems
are all I have –
a sigh you cannot hear
cool as ink
allowed to dry –
verses disappear

e’er such lines
seduction bear –
or meter steal my place
to claim the truth
from on my lips –
ivy robbed of lace

would I for this
my essence trade –
sweet desire to make you mine
fragile voice
a paper heart –
gives longing into
rhyme

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distances imagined ~

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were there destinies
imagined –
without a plan to make
mountains of forgiveness –
emerald seas
longing put to paper
promise writ to skin –
you are but
the home
I’m sworn to be

were there
distances too great
roads not yet paved –
paths forsaken
truth succumbed to weed
miles between
returning
I’ve destroyed every map
til all I have
to carry me is need

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where the windows stood ~

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had I loved
with something less
than all this heart
could hold –
measured my desire
by yesterdays
counted not the bounty
love was sure
to bring
at risk for loss
an ache so deep –
I could not turn away

the stars escape
this time of year –
and some
will never know
of ancients
where the windows stood –
eyes to catch the light
love resolved
the heart to overflow

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