30 Thursday Apr 2020
Posted in Rambling, spirituality, Storytelling
Tags
comfort, forgiveness, hurt, memory, soul speak, truth, verse, voice, whole, writing in the dark
it seems
as I’ve forgotten
the hurting side of me
bent in place
a damn disgrace
now a mystery
folded into shadow
and pressed against the boards
a whole lot more than memory
was trapped
beneath that door
so hurry now
the day is waning
and feathers chase the night
dragons cry
a liquid sky –
of whispers bearing light
(as tender fall
our wishes all around)
. . .
30 Thursday Apr 2020
some things
not meant for keeping –
not meant for talking
through the night
don’t waste my time
with dreams
nobody dreams
or tell me of a someday
we might meet –
we might not
find the way as willing
as we are
. . .
30 Thursday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
destiny, dreams, home, life, longing, love, memory, names, prayer said aloud, shared remembrance, soul memory
keep the burn ablaze
make for me a place –
I will come to home
and breathe
of all I know
in this
and each beginning –
each returning to reveal
of ways we thought
were learning us
alone
keep the fire
say my name
into each misty morn
write my soul
to cedar –
to pages of your own
keep my place
as love becomes
a memory of futures cast
real as dreams
we prayed aloud –
into the sweet
unknown
. . .
29 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
forgiveness, life, love, remembrance, seasons, time, truth, witness to life, writing in the dark
what truth is mine
I’ve wondered
a time or two
no less
memorizing lines
from another place in time
where I was mortified
of loving
held in place
by life
staring out the window
as the world slipped by –
gathered into keeping
for another
bye and bye
. . .
28 Tuesday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
familiar unfamiliar, home, life, love, memory, quiet, solitude, sometimes, summer, that thing I do, time, writing in the dark
sweet
the quietude becoming
ashes blown
now blue
the moon
recalled to breath
another summer
a long cold porch
leaving soon
the memory
of goodbye
. . .
28 Tuesday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
age, desire, destiny, forgiveness, life, love, sacred intimacy, time, truth, writing in the dark
another time
some other page
whereon the future falls
a fret to overwrite
the past undone
a silent seal
from all the rest
desire come to be
a life denied the living
carries me
. . .
27 Monday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
you could call it love
tho I might deem it something else –
an urgency shared
with an ancient moon
pressed into memory –
as evidence of fate
a need unresolved
longing so old
I’ve almost forgotten
how it feels
to be remembered
. . .
24 Friday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
what of fate
could one life master
or one card played
impress the soul
with ways beyond –
this everafter
moments spared
not long ago
curs’ed vice
of indecision
which to choose
and which to let
become the proof
of resurrection –
restoring more than life
to death
. . .
24 Friday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
from the still
words are fluttered
into life
key by key
come from silence
into something
more than voice –
much more
than me
poems spread
as bees to honey
moths to flame
I don’t know how
what am I
but a means becoming –
another life
is grace allowed
prophecy
or misplaced longing –
from the start
I can’t recall
where I was
when first I noticed
verses
without voice
at all
. . .
24 Friday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
beginnings, dream, faith, life, light, love, path, promise, purpose, seasons, sometimes, unknown, woods
from this road
onto another
how we bend
how we lean
into a path so unfamiliar –
through the wooded
woods again
I can’t pretend
to know the reasons
why and where
the way becomes
a place we stood
some distant season
making plans
of a sweet unknown
giving heart
our soul’s permission
to write in verses
yet unseen
carving time into a promise
– to find again
the place
we dreamed
. . .
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