cast about ~

31 Friday May 2013

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what of grace
the rainbow knows
the calling of the wind
and where he hides
his pictures
of the sea

forgotten now
the winter swell –
sweaters old and frayed
longer was the crying
than e’er
the nightingale

reminded me
of ancient nights –
was there
I touched the sun
– fell into the ocean
of your eyes

cast about
my lowly craft
sail me home again –
pull me to the places
now you fly

. . .

sonata ~

31 Friday May 2013

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the words of starlight
are the secrets
lost generations ago
the rhymes of the moon
are lover’s promises
like the cooing of turtle doves
the nightingale brings hope
of tomorrow
the songs of whales
strangely distant and soft
are the keepers of destiny –
versed in irregular meter
that hastens the waves of the sea
movements to the whims of the moonlight
promises never meant
to keep

. . .

broken cups ~

31 Friday May 2013

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it seems
(you know)
you knew me then
tho some might say
I’ve changed
made softer
by the coming back –
by passions rearranged

the same dark eyes
where laughter sits
how many moons (forgave)
to wonder where
the time has gone –
with every secret saved

a dream or more
forgotten (you
were taking them somewhere)
I wake to worlds
unknown to word –
with whispers in my hair

as petals scattered
o’er the bed –
gypsy moths conceive
(windows needing washing)
– a love to let
believe

destiny
of broken cups –
just (one more) passing through
mysteries return me (still)
as feeling –
(once you knew)

. . .

one to the map ~

30 Thursday May 2013

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leave me the scars
the telling of trials
a time on the pastures beyond
a quarter of worry
a half cup of whiskey
and someone who knows
the ways I have come
surrenders my name
without e’er a thought
for keeping my best
together tonight
graces retracing me
might I belong
as one to the map
was ink to your hands

. . .

three ~

30 Thursday May 2013

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of stories
I’ve forgotten
times and places
touch untold –
gave my heart (the way of graces)
left of every love
I know

another girl
another baby –
(now a woman)
pens the night
silver locks reweaving promise –
verses fell
by candlelight

into magic
I was given –
fragile moments to defend
(all I was)
I am remembered –
baby
woman
child (again)

. . .

Author’s Note: Inspired by a painting
gifted me by a dear friend.
“She is Three” by Joey ‘Bodee’ Dalton 2011

all I have ~

29 Wednesday May 2013

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of winter still
the summer dreams
of nights in softest flannel
whispers folded secrets
warmed below

lazy morning shadows
said – I will again
take of these
my everything
of all I have to bloom

breathless
wakes the golden –
pressing down the dawn
clinging to a blossom
with memory
of snow

. . .

so easy ~

29 Wednesday May 2013

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in the space
where forever
took more
than a life –
hello seemed so easy
let go

a memory parsed
into measures of grey
hymns to a page
without word
were one to remember
a moment so sweet
as pulled
from the books
where history made

places to touch
now and then
even so –
like a spot
in the wood
surrendered to sound
– leaves speak a language
their own

knew us somehow
as a face
without name
eyes without cause
to recall
why we came

or silence beheld
in the space
of goodbye –
forever took more
than hello

. . .

color my dreams ~

28 Tuesday May 2013

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I’ve heard talk
of endless black canyons
carved of the places
venus took mars –

longing to reach
every touch yet becoming
more than a thought –
more
than we are

how could you know
of the color –
my dreams
or how far the journey
from branches
to bough

the strangest familiar
the lights
brighter shining
a course neath the cover
of fathers ten more

a drink –
made of laughter
our spinning around
left dizzy by song
we sang
until death

as the memory
of some other star
we let burn
no different now
than a moment set free
by the giving of name
to a sigh
long ago

became of the still
a place I will go
when the night pours
to canyons –
the colors of you

. . .

forgiven ~

28 Tuesday May 2013

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beyond the still
of sorrow –
eternal bleeds the red
discovered as another
perfect rise –
forgiven us
the getting on
of running us away
beaches press
a once remembered shore
feathers float
as suffering –
was here we meant
to lay
tears are flowing now –
a wiser sun
than e’er could be
forsaken
by the breaking
passed between
– the river rolls us
backward
to the rain

. . .

the way of wish ~

27 Monday May 2013

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they’ve given place
a time I knew –
and ashes to the meadow
some nights
the wind blows backward
through the gale
reminding me of somewhere else
I stood a moment
longer –
and listened for a truth
I’ll never tell

for all you know
I wonder still –
how much of me is gone
the way of wish and reason sweet –
a path forgot to home
the same as when
we lingered
then –
with will for destiny

dreams
that I’ve stopped dreaming
a place somewhere
of me

would e’er the signs
be sworn to show –
or verses spilled just right
rhyming rules
in silent pools –
tis there I hold you tight
would circumstance
another chance
where’er our stars be crossed

ashes float
on northern streams –
alight with wishes lost

. . .