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Monthly Archives: March 2020

all we’ve come to name ~

31 Tuesday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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home, life, love, memory, returning, sometimes, stars, story, time, trust, whispers, writing in the dark

heavenhome

where and when
the stars resigned
to line us up this way
would find us near
beginning
at the first –
some other day

you knew me then
know me now
for lifetimes yet to claim –
for yesterdays
so far away
from all we’ve come
to name

trust
and who will take it
without want to understand
roads I once imagined
you remain
more than verse
can memory give –
surrendered
to the place
we’ve come again

. . .

golden ~

29 Sunday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling, verse

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beginnings, breath, connection, destiny, fearless, forgiveness, grace, kentucky, life, love, moments, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, southern, spirit, strength, touch, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder

memories

as the essence
of remember
floating golden thru the trees –
fingers reach beyond
the midday sun
fumbling with moments
love forgot to say –
sunlight swirls
in feeling just begun

silence wraps
the weary heart –
promise wears us down
with memory of places
yet to be
quiet proves a slow refrain
of stories never told –
verses fall
into the years
between

musings o’er the reasons
and wondering
the pause –
what of life and where
the leaves are blown
swept on dreams repented
by the way we hold the words
bittersweet –
the flight of love
unknown

. . .

steeples bent –

22 Sunday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Uncategorized

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beyond the night
I sometimes go
when all the lights
are left –
moments unresolved
to time’s caress
– the needle
on the gas gauge
warned us
one more time until
we’d soar into the madness
scorch another sun
while looking back
on one more
grain of sand

shining
in the stillness
left us lost –
aligned with stars
and counting lives
two hundred
would we know
the road ahead –
where steeples bent
apart from
numbers grieved
tears already falling
into rain

black the ash
was worn for man –
gave of truth
unselfish
placed my hand
above the place we shared
times to leave
and eighteen more
sundays yet to question
years would fade
beyond our will
to stay

lately
there are nights
I dare not close my weary eyes
forgetting once again
the way
we breathe

. . .

whispered into sorrow ~

22 Sunday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, folklore, Poetry

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Tags

awakened, becoming, connection, death, destiny, faith, family, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, value

silencewing

lest I awaken
mourning dove above my head
whispered into sorrow
by his song
will all I have
a pittance make
compared unto his loss
a place alone
where silence beats the same

sworn to birth
some other time –
before the sky burned black
was here
the reasons scattered us apart
folded as a memory
into the great unknown –
while fortune sleeps
beside us
in the dark

. . .

Image

when this is over ~

20 Friday Mar 2020

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becoming, blessings, courage, faith, hope, learning, lessons, life, love, reminders, truth

when this is over

Posted by tornadoday | Filed under spirituality

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reminders of a wish ~

19 Thursday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

endearing, faith, longing, love, pandemic, promise, reminders, seasons, surrender, tears, time, trust

softlynow

how tender this
the end begins –
from stems
are petals longing
reaching toward the water
tears
we dared to dream
yesterday
reminders of a wish
no longer new
a promise once removed –
from all
the heart
has left

. . .

Sundays ~

18 Wednesday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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breath, life, light, love, membory, memory, moments, spirit, story, suspended, time, without measure, writing in the dark

light on clouds

do you remember
Sundays –
how sunlight
filled the covers
how warm
the breath of coffee
brewing whispers
to the soul
a lifetime gathered
sweetly
to the fold

do you remember
how it wasn’t
the same as any other –
waffles left
for later in the day
do you remember
making story
from a moment
we were touching
words –
becoming places
we will
stay

. . .

than e’er I thought to lead ~

11 Wednesday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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Tags

honor, it's what I do, life, love, pages, purpose, rambling, stars, story, submission, time, truth, wonder

saved me

what mirror mine
as daylight breaks
with pencils
once I wrote the sky
forgiving of a moment
I was lost
I was freed –
of ink I never thought
to care
assurance never mine
a stronger hand
than e’er
I thought to lead

pages
lined with story
let them change
as I have changed –
retelling of the past
another me
somewhere
this remembrance
though not for fate
to let
papers split the light
as falling
leaves

. . .

I am forever grateful that my life be told with pencil rather than pen, with moments still undecided by the stars.

 

desire to fall ~

03 Tuesday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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Tags

beginning, free will, home, life, love, memory, nature, reincarnation, reminders, spirit, surrender, truth

reflection

rivers
remember
their way to the sea
swallows by memory
come home
across each beginning
to a time
without name –
how sweet each surrender
to places unknown

backward and onward
upward
set free –
ten thousand lives
to recall
mercy is taken
when all else is lost –
grace in desire
to fall

the edge of forever
but a journey began –
willing our way
to return
stars without memory
of a wish
spoke aloud –
long before night
thought to burn

. . .

in a story one night ~

02 Monday Mar 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

≈ 4 Comments

Tags

breath, knowing, lifetimes, memory, moments, story, time, truth, without words

rememberedhere

did you write
of my touch –
in a story one night
did you dream
of these years
worn away

did you swear
every memory
was mine to infer
each promise –
as light
just returning
to day

is my name
but a prayer –
at the end of your life
my heart –
but a place
still to know

do you miss
me sometimes –
do your eyes fill with tears
when reflecting
on moments
let go
don’t let go

. . .

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