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Monthly Archives: August 2020

nothing much to spare ~

31 Monday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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blessings, breath, easy, love, moments, reflection, spirit, storms, time, truth

is this the day
I might have traded
for another life somewhere
cotton sheets
and sunday morning –
with nothing much
to spare

melodies
you played to me
are stretched along the line
as the scent
of summer storms
swirls beneath
the pines

a crooked board
a broken cup –
rings I’ve traced before
moments I was wanting
for another –
so much more

whispers bind
my life of pieces –
and everything is new
hands are fit together
as I’m falling
into you

. . .

of time ~

28 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality

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another me, becoming, breath, destiny, life, love, memory, moments, sorrow, spirit, stars, time, truth, wishes, words

for every sorrow
I was traded –
for a wish
beneath the stars
a breath
that was my pillow
spared of dreams
words
are given pardon
and a place
I still belong –
carried me
cross every night
between

becoming this
a lover’s rite
spun into a page –
verses wrapped
in verses
senseless rhyme
remembered
to another
where destinies
entwined –
wishes fell
to break the spell
of time

. . .

moments strung together ~

26 Wednesday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality

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allowance, breath, forgiveness, grace, intent, life, lifetimes, love, moments, seasons, the illusion of letting go, time

were there moments
strung together –
webs between the lights
eternities
we gathered home
to dust

for another
once I wandered
out beyond the sense
of light –
forsaking of the magic
that was us

. . .

not that far ~

24 Monday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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allowance, conversation, home, life, love, memory, spirit, story, trust, truth

she said
I can’t get back there
without a map
without a plan –
I need to hear a promise
now and then

he said
the only thing I own
is the memory of more
where empty arms
wait for you
again

she said
it sounds so simple
but where am I to start
with permission just this once
for letting go

he said
I wish I had the words
I’d tell you how I feel –
there’s nothing here
but everything
you know

she said
is love forsaken –
with want for a guarantees
when all I need from you
is all you are

he said
I’ll make it easy –
and wait out on the porch
from there into my heart
is not that far

. . .

Author’s Note: Years ago, I co-wrote a piece “Conversation”. I believe
it might have won a ribbon or two. But more than that, it made me realize
the “whole other world’ that exists within two. ❤

crush ~

21 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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age, blessings, brave enough to die, courage, faith, home, it's what I do, love, seasons, time, truth

are there roses
where you planted winter wheat
I had that happen
once
when you were here
it came as no surprise
that the frost
had nearly gone
when briars pushed their way
despite the fear
I recognized
when first was held
at mercy to the pain
but couldn’t bear
the thought of letting go
ashes fall in autumn
just when the weeds turn brown
tis there I grieve
for love as none –
as tears within the snow

. . .

edges ~

19 Wednesday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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all I know of living, another me, destiny, faith, life, living, love, memory, moments, morning, mystery, sometimes, trust, truth

in the still
that is your morning
do you drift on yesterday
as your coffee cools –
do you linger
for a while

with pieces
oft forsaken –
tho sharp the edges be
do they steal your breath
and leave you
with a smile

sometimes
my best intentions
are just reminders of the past
daylight spun to corners
in my mind

til the lure
of presence binds me –
to the place where living waits
tethered by a moment
of divine

. . .

much the same ~

18 Tuesday Aug 2020

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closer to heaven than the stars, destiny, fate, life, light, love, memory, promise, secrets, stars, stars by name, time, truth, wishes

was once
do you remember –
a moment much the same
we tracked the stars
and answered back
their names

traded
every secret –
but for another
fate to curse
even now I can’t recall
who was first

years and
everafters –
span a life
of might have beens
places we were one –
now again

come the burn
of red horizons
met with darkest coal –
stars against the heaven
of my soul

. . .

verses left undone ~

18 Tuesday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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blessings, closer to heaven than the stars, joy, life, love, poetry, seasons, starting now, treasure, voice, witness, words, writing

when comes the end
and I’ve no reason
for keeping time
this way –

no choice of words
I might have said
given one more day

no space allowed
no higher road –
than this already run

when comes the dawn
I’m without rhyme
– verses
left undone

what then shall I
when without voice –
tell of love I knew

what words will I
surrender –
when I remember you

. . .

a story never yours ~

17 Monday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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another me, kiss, life, love, memory, missing, spirit, story, time, truth

I’ve heard tell
you can’t go back
to a place beyond remembrance –
a story never yours
never will

I cheated
each surrender –
sometimes without regard
to worlds I left
another
standing still

with fortunes
undecided
by a kiss I scarce recall
– a jealous moon
seeks payment
for a kiss

I am all
as I am nothing
lines across your brow –
a moment spared
for every one
I missed

. . .

lonely to the dark ~

14 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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courage, faith, forgiveness, life, love, memory, refuge, soul speak, time, truth

should forgiveness be
the river –
keeping us apart
might words become
a comfort more
than lonely to the dark

empty arms
and sleepless nights –
dreams by shadows filled
windows to another life
beyond this standing still

moments wait
another sun
without the weight of days –
memory denied the fault
that holds the heart
at bay

as silence seeking solace
echoes down the hall –
years have left us
souvenirs –
we can’t reach at all

. . .

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