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plans for evermore ~

23 Tuesday Apr 2024

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how is it I’d forgotten
my plans for evermore –
my want for more than waffles
another sunday morn
papers spread around me
with no one to obsess
o’er how I kiss
how I take my tea
where the lines
have faded now
who will mind the lawn
and who has sworn to memory
the place
I dreamed about
when all the rest
is scattered
one shall know for sure
where I kept my heart
how I loved

. . .

days ~

03 Wednesday Apr 2024

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my heart races
day remembers me back
twenty four thousand
six hundred and thirty five
an empty page
save for dreams
falling forward
against my longing
a beginning there
sunlight scatters
through easy windows
where smiles
remain
bigger than any grief
i can name
any voice i can give
edge into the silence
sweeter still
than coffee
are arms reaching
only this
to find

. . .

against the threat of night ~

26 Monday Feb 2024

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already now
the twilight rests
against the threat of night
where dreams
I can’t recall
await my sleep
already there
I’m missing you
without regard for days

another dawn
beyond my will to keep

a name unspoken
in silence stills
to bring this aging heart
to tears
released the ache
of living left –
to find of heaven
moments here

a place removed
unclaimed by grief
beyond the realm
of yesterdays
returning light
an endless sun –
where I am yours
to love
always

. . .

Janey Elizabeth George Ray ♥
9/21/1958 – 2/21/2024
May your heavy heart find peace. I will hold you within mine always ❤

the space between knowing ~

13 Tuesday Feb 2024

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forgive
this surrender
an almost forgotten
nights you lay down
with a memory
of mine
places forsaken
longing
decided –
by wishes
held up on the night
whatever i waited
was for this
that i pined
but knew not the words
to write down
on the way
even now
i remember
each coming awake
aware of your essence
in the space
between knowing –
was always
for certain
my way home
to you

. . .

blue crayon ~

09 Friday Feb 2024

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when you are broken
i will remind you
of sixty four colors
the ranges
of blue
and something we spoke of
long past the leaving
way past the morning
when silence bled through
when you fell
through these fingers
ran through my arms
on the way
getting back
forever we were
get me to somewhere
a roadside cathedral
tall as the pines
planted that day
remember
how nothing else mattered
but this –
an ancient blue crayon
we’d given away

. . .