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chart your stars
across these hands
lean your faith into
each
and every
always –
come anew
where broken
there
the healing holds
a place worth
turning home
– a scar I love
remains of all
I’ve known
gather me
to memory –
of love
as best I keep
unthwarted by
decisions
settled deep
fold to dreams
the lives between
the first kiss
and the last
longing –
all I carry
of the past
spare your fate
for weakness –
as strength
before the flight
trusting yet the waking –
dawn to catch
the night
. . .
tornadoday 
There is always a certain intimacy that runs through every line of your poems like a spiritual life blood giving its life touch of love to each word.. I feel blessed that I can always grasp the prevailing beauty which comes to life in each one. I love the last lines of your poem! The presence of your poems surely makes a day better. Beautifully written Bobbie, hugs and blessings to you always!
Thank you, Wendell. I started reading your note and before I realized, I was smiling. Yes, every thing we touch (every word) is intimate, a part of a divine sacred understanding. The first command – to love. Let us not be in such a rush to get to the others that we overlook our sweet immaculate responsibility. Thank you, Wendell. ~ Love always, Bobbie
Dreams are an easier burden when they are folded and stored, each in it’s proper place. ~xo~
Me
………yeah, right next to either the heart of the whiskey. 🙂
The whisky is easier to find sometimes… !!! 🙂
Indeed……….
Always beautiful poetry… Bobbie your words reach the very depths of ones heart-
Love you, My favorite Poet
O, Cindy…………what a beautiful thing to say (especially when you have so many to choose from)……….. 🙂
‘Spare your fate for weakness…’ that is one powerful line my friend. Love always, J Xxx
🙂 I love the way you know, Jane…………… xoxo
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