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Monthly Archives: October 2017

a life of keeping ~

31 Tuesday Oct 2017

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earth, heaven, home, just beyond the firelight, life, love, nature, reminders, sacred intimacy, seeing in the dark, sometimes, still, the divine in all of us, time, truth

beyondtime

in a little while
time will die
and all that was
remembered still
as the sweetest song
on a perfect night
when time remained
to steal us

in a little while
breath will come
as a mighty wind
upon the plains
that was the earth
that is our bones
~ into a life
of keeping

in a little while
love will wake
beyond this dream of living
and time will want
for another way
to hear our song
the same

in a little while
silence will fall
to clear the heart
of whispers
where names and places
rest unclaimed
~ as heaven
above the cedars

. . .

Image: Dreams above the Hiwassee River, Spring 1982

weaver ~

30 Monday Oct 2017

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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another me, beginning, birth, death, home, life, love, mystery, seasons, story, time, truth, unremembering

closerthis

I was a story
born of will and ink
before I knew
to know you well
for all I was ~
another choice
with one more truth
to tell
another me
some other time
tho lifetimes lay between
the start
and this beginning
was nothing
as it seemed
of birth and breath
goodbye and then
to meet again somewhere
beyond the grace
of giving ~
another dream to share
where weaving
I have noticed
lines to write anew
seasons come from waiting
watching –
a moment
passing thru

. . .

where wandering

20 Friday Oct 2017

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a place of honor, life, light, love, magic, still, truth, understanding

bringsmeback

where now
this place
of wandering
paths already worn
where clouds
are falling –
stardust paints the ground

leaves
ten thousand colors
swirling white against the sun
dancing fire –
reflection of
the soul

fingerprints
are scattered here
evidence of truth –
where memories of dawn
return to dream

. . .

Photo: Morning in Beech Grove, one day in October 2017.

want to wander ~

19 Thursday Oct 2017

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always, life, love, memory, poetry, sometimes, telling, time, truth, understanding

blossoming

for truth
I’ve born
the lovers plea ~
and wrapped
my words in tears
let loose
a veil of verses
to fill each brief
refrain

what past
we’re want
to wander –
lest memory concede
a place within
the heart
of truth –
a place where love
remains

. . .

ancient winters ~

18 Wednesday Oct 2017

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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another time, beginning, knowing, life, love, relationship, remembering, seasons, seeing in the dark, travel, truth, wandering

sweetlythis

he spoke
of distant mornings
(a light she strained to see)
she wrote
of lowly purpose
filled with love
(and mystery)

he listened
as she listened
they talked
(and talked some more)
of the road
they passed together
another way
(sometime) before

he spoke
of ancient winters
(a field where brothers fell)
she spoke
in careful whispers
of a loss
she grieved (as well)

he cried
and she was tender
(in the catching of each tear)
she reached
to find him (waiting)
(with want
to have her) near

he stayed
(beyond the leaving)
lest she ever think
him gone
as she woke
beyond the darkness
a star
(for wishing on)

. . .

found ~

13 Friday Oct 2017

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been found, grace, gratitude, home, it's what I do, life, love, memory, prayers, sorrow, tears, time, truth

homeofI

A couple of days ago, I was tempted by one of those Facebook confession postings. You know the type, where you input information relative to you and post it on your timeline so that others will learn more about you, but also be inspired to do the same on their timeline.

Sort of a chain letter for Facebook fans.

It started innocent enough –

Names you go by: Bobbie, Bob, Aunt Bob
Beer or Wine: Coffee

But the next point for input was ‘When’s the last time you cried?’

Now that’s a bit tricky. You see, I don’t truly view myself as much of a crier.  Though I feel things deeply, the tears I shed are pretty private and I am not sure that either (a) they would be perceived as such, or (b) the fact that my answer isn’t ‘yesterday’ would lead anyone to believe that I have no feelings.

That I would care about either of those last items is an entirely separate matter, and one worth pursuing at another writing.

However, it got me to thinking about the tears I do shed.

You see, I can’t start down my list of reasons to be sad without bumping into reasons for thankfulness and gratitude. I can’t think about how much I miss my daddy without thinking of all the wonderful moments we shared. One gets in the way of the other in a way I am not sure most would understand.

I can shed tears of gratitude, but not for my own personal loss because my loss is far outbalanced by my gain.

And such as it with most everything I might grieve. My tears aren’t of sorrow, and may not even be seen as tears of joy.

They are instead tears of having been found.

Yes, that’s it….. And the answer, ‘all the time’.

. . .

cleave not to December
the reminder of spring
~ a sparrow returned
to the nest
with faded remembrance
of faraway sighs
futures ~
the color of snow

grieve not the leaving
but the coming around
to place
unaffected
by time
tears of reflection
are falling around
~ far from the living
we’ve known

. . .

stilled ~

12 Thursday Oct 2017

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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, destiny, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, spirit, strength, understanding

closerhome

heaven
is never
as close as was then
warmth
to my cold
fingertips

somebody wrote
themselves into story
e’en now
I remember
the way –

the essence
of light
when stilled
by surrender

purpose made sweeter
by the giving
away

a shimmering
promise
of love yet
becoming

the same as was
morning –
found new
on the day

. . .

 

the curse of ways ~

09 Monday Oct 2017

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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age, direction, distant now, dreams, home, hope, knowledge, life, love, memory, reflection, time, years

closetothis

the trees
were praying
as the sun slipped low
to shadows cast
much longer

this
threadbare soul
these brittle bones –
a verse or so
becoming

aged hopes
of a seasoned heart
a path where none
remember

time is bent
to the shape of life
to the curse of ways
uncharted

. . .

in another life ~

06 Friday Oct 2017

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breath, home, life, love, moments, mystery, remembering, sacred divine, seeing in the dark, spirit, time, what about forever makes you weep

rememberthis

I wonder
in another life ~
was I an eastern wind
or a whisper
come to rest
upon your bed

was I a night
like all the rest ~
starlight
in my hair
a cloak of make believe
and endless wish

was I a song
o falala ~
something worth
the dance
sung beneath the covers
one morning
chill of May

do you remember now
the way I warmed
to places in between
forever
til forever
lest I stay ~

like I was all
you needed
a whisper in the night ~
starlight and
a note beside
your bed

. . .

reason for returning ~

04 Wednesday Oct 2017

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, Storytelling

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compass, divine intent, home, life, love, remembering, returning, seasons, truth, understanding

loved before

tis not for fame
this heart returns –
for secrets left untold
– a souvenir of longing
a solace
never sold

to start anew
denied the past
where I was loved
before
a place I scarce remember –
wills me home
once more

. . .

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