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Q ~

30 Thursday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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always, beauty, blessings, bliss, eternity, friendship, grief, joy, life, love, presence, Q, spirit, Susan Q. Fults, truth

fromheretohome

in the gracious greys
of just before
sunlight spills the dawn
darkness pulls
his tender heart
to mine
silence rings
with angels
rafters bend and sway
heaven wanders
not so far –
not so far away
from evermore returning
words without a sound
to grieve ten thousand
mornings
with a sigh
love is but a moment
of light before
the dawn
a dream denied
the safety
of the night

Author’s Note: As the result of an ectopic pregnancy in 1984 , she required
a blood transfusion. It saved her life, but took something in return.

Testing wasn’t the norm, and she contracted Hepatitis C.  It would
not relent, and claimed permanence via liver cancer in 2012. This weekend,
hospice was called in.

She waits, and those who love her pray for a miracle. And yet,
already she is one. For Q with love always.

. . .

worn out rhyme ~

29 Wednesday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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Tags

becoming, blessings, destiny, divine, faith, fearless, forgotten, getting on, grace, gravel roads, home, just this, letting go, living, love, postmark, provision, rambling, reaching, tears, truth, understanding, unremembered, value, want, writing, writing in the dark

stay

told me once
but I don’t recall
names and faces
line the hall
someone I’ve forgotten
to remember
a story passed
from son to son
a daughter came
the only one
to see beyond
the circumstance
of fences

broken by this
getting on
healed by hands
tired and worn
graces said before
the lay me down
to hear again
the sacred drum
beat with wonder
I’ve become
the answer to another
sweet amen

a fate decided
while I slept
reminders of a secret kept
and choices made
was there no choice
at all
but take of life
a moment more
of passions
locked away before
somewhere I was sure
you’d never find

a future folded
nice and neat
against the sunshine
of my sheets
way back on the shelf
of memory
dreams of people
I don’t know
crowding round to let me go
kisses where
the curtains touch
the ground

tell me how it seemed to you
give me something
I can do
speak of places
one last time
to leave

dirty dishes
everywhere
worn out rhyme
but I don’t care
they warm against
the places
you were there
taking notes
and stealing time
with promises
to fit with mine
lines to cross
eternities
of one

. . .

Author’s Note: While coffee is my drink of choice, I periodically
indulge in a hot tea – white with orange. It brings me sweet slumber,
up until the time it wakes me up for a trip down the hall. But even then,
it’s not without the benefit of words. Writing in the dark.

mysteries undone ~

28 Tuesday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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Tags

acceptance, bliss, divine, echoes, faith, fearless, forgiveness, gravel roads, love, postmark, sacred intimacy, sometimes, soul, souvinirs, still, truth, value

auburncomes

of sorrows
I’ve forgotten much
daylight
passed between
the dark of dawn
as reason fell away
a place to keep
so holy now
resolved as once
to touch
solace meant the moon
was come to stay

poetry
of wake me up
before the light is gone
leaves are falling
tears beyond
the sun
dreams
of you remind me
somewhere yet unknown
I speak of these
of mysteries
undone

nestled down
in fresh cut grass
a shimmer o’er
the pond
a whispering of wings
above the pines
echoes fill
the places
now am I again
the same I was
tho ne’er the less
divine

. . .

near ~

27 Monday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

assurance, faith, forgiveness, grace, kentucky, living, love, seeing in the dark, trust, value, writing

homeagain

in the near
that is an empty page
I always find you there
resting as a word
I meant to find
smiles
I can’t help keeping
as darkness pulls around
tis you I seek
between each
fragile line

. . .

blue ~

27 Monday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

choice, faith, grace, home, love, nearer, seasons, smoke, sometimes, strength, unremembering, war

battleblue

of wars
I’ve no memory
but the sweet smell
of smoke
and a distance
who knew
we were going
ready for battle
guilty regret
for the last we recall
letting go
when taps started
playing
who rose to dance
cleft from the heart
you were breaking
saved by the passage
of blue into light
safe from
remembering
war

. . .

payment for a kiss ~

24 Friday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 6 Comments

Tags

blessings, bliss, connection, divine this, faith, gravel roads, home, life, living, love, sacred intimacy, seeing in the dark, story, value, writing

4444

stay
that I might
give to you my story –
a page or two
as payment for a kiss
how long til
you’ve discovered
breathing born of rhyme
will beyond
these places we exist
a poem
oft repeated
just before the darkness stirs
in reverie
this wonder to reclaim
words –
where none are needed
linger yet
upon my lips –
sweetened by the memory
of your name

. . .

in my dreams ~

19 Sunday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

connection, home, love, truth

somewherenow

breathe
(and when the stars align)
I will find you
waiting
between the hour
I dreamed
to lie awake
folded into cotton sheets
(the ghost of evergreen)
wearing out
my very best perfume
(make of me
your always)
might you my hero be
given time
eternities as one
love
(and still) I wander
wrapped in yesterday
(you’ve become
quite famous
in my) dreams

became of love ~

18 Saturday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 2 Comments

Tags

divine, faith, family, fearless, heaven here, here, home, life, love, memory, postmark, stars, truth

divine

a softer constellation
than once was given place
when voice
became of light –
became of love
the ways of our returning
back to open arms
a home
the same
as once before
we dreamed

ceiling of cedar ~

17 Friday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

destiny, divine this, dreams, grace, gravel roads, home, love, memory, truth

backintomyheart

light
through the rafters
a ceiling of cedar
and the soft gentle pull
of pine lullabies
the touch of you there
remembers me home
by the way
the wind whispers
of song
on your skin

. . .

returning me ~

17 Friday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 1 Comment

Tags

divine this, here, love, sacred intimacy, sometimes, still, touch, truth, value

coneflowers

how many lives
to find anew
the part of me was missing
a longing sweet
the heart could ne’er forget
this tender flame
your precious name
hands to fit with mine
returning me
a promise
the soul remembers
yet

. . .

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