falling stars ~

17 Thursday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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gather not
to story
the wages
made of sin
forgiving fault
– were grace
to take us in

speak not ill
the passing
lest for stones
your journey stall
remembered love
was come
to save us all

each tender word
– a sacred touch
of truths
we cannot see
alight the path
of darkness
our chosen destiny

a bitter charge
delayed us once –
mending now the whole
scars
the same as falling stars
aligning heart
and soul

. . .

and still ~

17 Thursday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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becoming, connection, faith, grace, gravel roads, joys, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, remembering, restless, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding

as time
removed
the realm of clock
bound not hand
to hand –
dreams may change
tho here we are
the same

worn into
the waking
of one more chilly dawn
names are held
in silence –
prayer
becoming light

as faith
to carry –
safe within the
colors of my soul
echoes of forever –
a story
left untold

before
and still
I know
as I know
you won’t forget
there were some
you loved
– and some
who love you
yet

. . .

stay ~

13 Sunday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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split the light
to shadows
chance of
willing tears
to wash the lawn
and there
granddaddy
gleans

pressed against the shutters
almost made it in
before the night
made claim
to different dreams

scattered round
were wishes
some fallen
eager stars –
and wings remembered
way too close
the flame

embers
turned to ashes
someone grieves
their leaving home
I shall pray
for one more morning

stay

with want
for ever after –
a paradise
made here
quiet
as the morning
climbs the trees

. . .

memory of flight ~

13 Sunday Oct 2013

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within the breath
of now begins
another page I write
with only this
– a memory
of flight

flashing lights
betray the dark
and once again
I follow
the coming back
where I shall find you new

swept along
on lullabies –
sing me home
another
time we passed
of moments –
o so few

prayers awake
as secrets take
the heed
of my confession
to speak aloud
the poetry of trust

gather me
carry me –
will me now
to hurry
– my soul is freed
to wear the name
of love

. . .

in sweet ~

12 Saturday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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she spins
in sleeves
of flannel
worried not for word
counts the stars
by name
(gives them
hers)

cursing not
the seeker
nor winds
to take him far
beyond the light
(still
within her arms)

♥♥

in sweet
she pulls
at shadows
and wanders then
to dream
of wishes made
(and where
their burning rests)

in choice
denied the choosing
fortunes yet
untold
for love beyond
her knowing
(gratefulness)

♥♥

afterlife ~

11 Friday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in folklore, Poetry

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berries wake
as redbirds
sacred course to fly
cutting stars
to velvet
afterlife

ancient spires
our secrets hold
souls to love before
sorrows wept
in folds of silent joy

whispers
guard a faithful moon
lovers turn into
the still of dreams
forgotten to us
now

morning sigh ~

10 Thursday Oct 2013

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saturday
and nothing more
than a drive
into the mountains
counting miles
tis there that God sits tea

hunkered down
beside the banks
sings the tune of river
dancing laugh –
He waits the day
for me

blushing sky
of morning sigh
swarms atop the waters
pearly mist
as cool the kiss
of night

somewhere near
the melody
of take me back
to Eden
spinning round
to love’s sweet sound
within the arms
of Light

. . .

unforgotten ~

09 Wednesday Oct 2013

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dreams
here becoming
of moments allowed –
from times
unforgotten –
the ways we are now

as a drink
from your waters –
as an ache
to your touch
your kiss lingers lightly
– as a haunting
of love

where I was
now I’ve come
with all that I own
confessing
to shadows –
a long ways from home

in the places
you wander –
do you see me sometimes
in the movement
of venus –
where heavens
align

. . .

felt aloud ~

09 Wednesday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in folklore, Poetry, Storytelling

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water settles
deep my sin –
as seasons over stone
as dreams of drifting
far above –
another to atone

green
the crush
of emerald banks
lace against the clouds
echoing a moment
of tender
felt aloud

keeps me here
reminding me
of days –
tho none the same
truth is sworn
to silence
and ne’er forgets
my name

. . .

a time to keep ~

07 Monday Oct 2013

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I’ve heard
them tell
of summer storms
beyond the reach
of winters –
of places where the spring
has gone to stay
wrapped around
a bitter bark –
falling into sorrow
a time to keep
of lifetimes
yesterday

held us here
with promise –
with want for one last time
a life reserved
if ever fate allowed
given will to gather
lest we choose
another way –
beholding not to
consequence
somehow

changing
as were seasons
passing us to years –
golden crowns
with ribbons furling grey
wherein our faith
is measured –
a truth
we carry still
of times we lived
for this –
another day

. . .