Monthly Archives: March 2018

one more walk beneath the pines ~

28 Wednesday Mar 2018

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afriendofdark

had I need
for one more time
one more walk beneath the pines
gathered to a world
beyond the light
listening as darkness
nestles into sleep
a wordless dream
beyond my meager sight

remnants of another
where I am free to fly
above the cliffs –
ragged walls of stone
as flutters seep
my consciousness
with restlessness and awe
a wanting deeper still
than breath or bone

silence
is not so silent
for the soul atuned to hear
the sound of one heart singing
in the night
the quiet breach
of fallen leaves
betrays the gift of birth
the joy of falling
sweetly
into life

. . .

Photo: Palm Sunday at dusk.

confessing to the almost ~

27 Tuesday Mar 2018

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another time

how bare
these fleeting seasons
wherein our passion lies
as dungeons black
was there the martyr fell
confessing
to the almost
didn’t make the news
a love without the need
or strength to tell

between the will
for one more day –
an hour
more or less returns
taken from the ending to repent
sins denied their pardon
cling to me at night
– longing warms
despite my best intent

wishes
I’ve decided
are rarely worth the rub
as moments seed the heart
with lets pretend
a boy I knew
my best to love –
flames anew sometimes
when breathed aloud
a silent might have been

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nothing quite so simple ~

24 Saturday Mar 2018

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grace (2)

for every you
encountered
upon this mortal plain –
some other me
was buried on the way
another vow
though misconstrued
of when or why
we came
seeking something more
to understand
though nothing quite so simple –
nothing we can prove
to those who swear allegiance
to everything
we knew

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swords intended ~

23 Friday Mar 2018

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how many seasons
have passed while I lay sleeping
dreaming of the sun

this time of sorrow
is more than tears – a river
to unremember

closerhome

surrender me
the coming home –
remembrance of another
who knew me well
would never tell –
or hurt for swords
intended

my ways along
the rural road –
run south – then east –
then skyward
where I shall rest
in arms of love –
my tattered soul
restored

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another almost this ~

23 Friday Mar 2018

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everywhere
sleepy eyes
I see you there
amid the fog of days
imagine my surprise
to find you here
stuck between the laces
breath against my neck
measured verses
ringing soft and clear
a kiss
was not forsaken
for I knew you just this way
the taste
to reminisce
of another almost this
I saw you in the morning
just today

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unwilling to fall ~

22 Thursday Mar 2018

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stealmeaway

I’m the eldest
of four –
the youngest to some
and ancient to babies unborn
my eyes are the darkest
my arms the strongest
and for verse
I’m the one
unwilling to fall
when nights grow dreary
and dreams are for saving
forever a moment –
imagined one day
a slow lullabye
as rain on the pines –
for years matter nothing
at all

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