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Monthly Archives: March 2013

of grace ~

31 Sunday Mar 2013

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Christ, connection, death, destiny, Easter, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, love, passion, reason, resurrection, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wisdom

emmaus

in the shallows
of existence
the wildest blossom dreams
of souls returned
as witness to this day

a virgin amaryllis –
an Easter white bouquet
reminders of a stone
once rolled away

worry not for death
within a garden
strewn with grace
forgiven now the depths
of our demise

what blessings
purge the sinful heart –
of debt already paid
– were not the fall
o’ershadowed
by the rise

. . .

in the beginning ~

30 Saturday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, kentucky, life, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, understanding, wandering, wisdom, wonder

destinies

remembered here
the ways I came –
and where (for you)
I waited
stood the night
until the morning bled
blush against the darkness –
swirled within my glass
burning shade of passion
rolling crest

warned of times
the tides were low
as ripples washed in circle
while here below
a league of silver fins
made their way to places cooled
with pardon (to deliver)
– just before the final
(first) amen

fathers watch
from storied boughs –
mosses weighing heavy
foretold with gentle swell
of love’s release
glowing ponds of sacred light
dried to ancient stones
– as life creating
(rivers to the sea)

quietly
the world awakes –
sleepy eyed to wonder
returning to the blanket
(where we lay)
our burdens by –
beneath a sky of lullabying cedar
– (loved) as one by one
the stars
we named

. . .

caught between ~

30 Saturday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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becoming, compassion, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, home, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

started

it’s not so hard
the letting go –
for all you find
instead
kingdoms caught between
the lowly vines

briar cuts
but for a while
and then the healing comes
love remains
e’en when
the hurt is gone

take to heart
the broken ones
take to soul
their needing –
grieve for those who lost
before they found

a life removed
a path declared
shall lead us each the same
into some other light
– another way
to home

. . .

seeds to sorrow ~

29 Friday Mar 2013

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becoming, calla, connection, Easter, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, lily, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, value

Calla

gather not
my east approach
or sink to swells this longing
as once became
within a veil of grace
swept beneath
a battered cross
washed away to sorrow
tears were seeds
to lily

let them bloom

. . .

tangled ~

28 Thursday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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becoming, connection, destiny, dreams, family, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, relationship, restless, southern, spirit, star crossed, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, wonder

somewhere I do

honeysuckle ribbons
are wrapped
as time with string
and squeezed against a plank
of aching red
dusted hallelujahs
are buried by the post
and rusted
to the latch
just like they said

we’d never make the papers
never knew our time
would end –
struggled with the map
unspoken shame –
as day old letters
fade into the memory of a box
– and photographs
don’t hold me
quite the same

a kiss
the taste as summer
a touch the same as true
gentle eyes
were watching me –
as I was watching you
like who would know
the stories
weren’t for telling
where we’d be –
or where we started over
might be here –
you came for me

as roads to trace
from east to west –
were moved as north I took
a ticket in my pocket
found me there
let me know
if e’er the stars
are moved from where
I loved –
as honeysuckle moments
are pulling
at my hair

. . .

paradi ~

28 Thursday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, destiny, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, passion, reason, restless, southern, spirituality, truth, wandering, wisdom

the window is held open
by a breath
of morning breeze –
where wrapped we were by one
another time
yellow blossoms break
across an endless
open sky –
robins sing
tho worry not
for rhyme

salvation

. . .

resurrection ~

28 Thursday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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abundance, becoming, blessings, bliss, breath, cherokee, connection, creation, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, wonder

time

across the plains
which have no master –
tides rewritten
carve the sand
steps removed
my solace journey
lifetimes passed
to where I stand

kept aside
with places sacred
each divined
no less than these
rain is falling
now the river –
wanders far
with sweet release

echoes fall
as green to timber –
light to lacey
fingers glean
silence weighs
the reach of sorrow
broken bough of
nature’s dream

life returns
to guard the stillness
darkness pressed
beyond the shoals
seasons pass
as sands are shifted
sunlight bathes
the willing soul

. . .

come on rain ~

27 Wednesday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in folklore, Poetry, Storytelling

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beauty, becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, living, love, memory, nature, passion, poetry, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, understanding, wonder

talk

of oceans
might you tell me
of shores I never found
holding there –
your last goodbye
to know

messages untangled
as notes
forgot to send
strains the moonlight
leaving
sands below

held against
your mercies
pardoned by your grace
prayed for some
where’er your tears
might fall

purged
of ancient rivers
rushing toward the sea
bathed in pools
of jasper –
winter squall

of timbers
other paths were crossed
with stories of regret
– passed along
as ships
without a sail

merchant chafed
as some suspect –
before the turning home
winds of fate
were destined
to prevail

the shallow dish
of wading pool –
glimmers bright your blue –
came the hottest august
to your kiss

memories reflecting
on a sweeter
somewhere now –
swords are melting
cool against
your mist

. .

leaning ~

27 Wednesday Mar 2013

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destiny, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, music, old maps, passion, southern, spirit, strength, truth, wandering

waiting word

broken strings
and one more rhythm
words are torn apart –
someone thought
it perfect
for the dance
seems for me
the work around
is always more than rocking
barefoot suits me better
e’en when the boards
are bare
quietly the sing-along
of magic to my leaning –
take me home
to close my eyes
where have I to swoon
kiss and tell
has served you well
tho who is left
to notice
the band is gone
but still the music
plays

. . .

I knew it well ~

26 Tuesday Mar 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, death, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

morrison 2011

was a time
before illusion –
a time to wonder why
– tho maybe
I imagined
every whispered
lullaby

a bliss –
the same as breathing –
of the same sweet air as I
is held
within the silence
– within the penance
of a sigh

tis all the same
I see that now –
but what of dreams will know
when death is come
my hand to still –
was faith
for loving so

this tepid trust
these lukewarm tears –
might distance
mine erase
as echoes of forever
draw me nearer
to this place

where once I knew
and once I lived –
a house just down the hill
is tortured
by the turning back
– a lifetime
waiting still

what prophet gleans
the past resolved
as moments we allow
would suffer time
as wondering –
where love remains
somehow

for one more time
restored to touch –
one kiss when life is passed
one heaven here –
I knew it well –
shall grieve my soul
at last

. . .

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