windows ~
14 Thursday Mar 2024
14 Thursday Mar 2024
29 Friday Jul 2022
Tags
carry me sweetly, knowledge, life, love, nature, poetry, silence, spirit, truth, understanding, what I know
are there songs
the swallow knows –
as breath against my ear
the poetry of doves
who can hear
a string of lines
only pines
are made to understand
notes beneath
the silences I fear
story yet unwritten
leaves
of yesterday –
moments stretched
to fill eternity
a touch
falls unnoticed
as wings upon the sea –
to find I never told you
what I whispered
to the breeze
are there words
I’ve still to ponder –
trapped beneath my skin
truths to breach the night
lest I pretend
there is nothing left
to make a noise
no feelings I can hide
songs I cannot hear
above the tide
. . .
20 Wednesday Oct 2021

were there signs
we failed to notice
edges faded gray
words we lost in speaking
as hearts for others
paid
other lives
we left forsaking
what might be our last goodbye
what might wait
beyond the sunset
coral wings
against the night
without fault
without remembrance
lest our days be counted less
than a moment
life was traded –
soul for soul
breath for breath
were there signs
we gave each other
memory carved into the soul
touching places
we were lovers –
coming home
and letting go
. . .
04 Tuesday May 2021
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality, verse
Tags
dreams, forgiveness, grace, home, love, mystery, seeking, surrender, time, wandering, writing in the dark

there’s truth
we scarce consider –
and one we dare not speak
a normal found
in courage lost –
a darkness not so deep
I’ve kept my word
in seeking –
for a path I knew before
hearts undone
by telling –
a truth I waited for
sometimes
the dream falls open –
as I wander with the night
beyond the risk of losing –
to a place of love
and light
when tempted I
by sorrows
for every hurt embraced –
moments of surrender
turn my wanting
into grace
. . .
28 Wednesday Apr 2021
Posted in home, Poetry, Rambling, spirituality, Storytelling, verse
Tags
death, dirt road, grace, gravel roads, home, journey, love, memory, pilgrimage, southern, spirit, that thing I do, time, weath

thirty miles
is not so far
tho less along the fences
lines already drawn
from heart to home
the road curves back
beside a creek
I remember once you held me –
the water was so cold
I cried for days
there’s a weathered bridge
a leaning barn
winter wheat and locust
boxes stand as one
their flags aloft
afternoons
the sun wears low
enough to reconsider
how many loves
forsaken to this road
cadillacs
and beat up trucks –
drift along the shoulder
pass without a curse
without a pause –
a fleeting recognition
of someone
once you loved
can’t see the tears
beyond the years
can’t say I’ve had enough
of honeysuckle
gravel roads
heaven spread before
weeds have bound
my thirsty heart
to yours
thirty miles
is not so far
lest I lose my way –
wait the creek to rise
would take me home
. . .
22 Thursday Apr 2021
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality, verse
Tags
all I know, find me, journey, life, love, mystery, questions, searching, sometimes, spirit, time, truth

how far
from where you left me –
are there traces to be found
broken twigs
whispers
marks upon the ground
places
I may find you –
lest I search beyond the veil
for the path you took
and there my heart
as well
branches bent
to block the sun –
winter wheat to ash
no one keeps your memory
and I can’t bear to ask
which way
the moon will follow
to find a promise made
past the barn
down the night –
another once we lay
how far
from where you left me
are there traces to be found
. . .
11 Sunday Apr 2021
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality, verse
31 Wednesday Mar 2021
Tags
becoming, eternity, life, love, moments, morning, poetry, smile, sometimes, story, touch, witness me, words

paint my blush
as roses –
my kiss
a cherry wine
fill me with your story –
and I shall give you
mine
a painter
not a poet –
a writer made to bleed
take my ears
so they might learn
the ways you came
for me
steal my breath
my every word
verse I thought to pen
take of rhyme surrendered
– and write it
to my skin
paint my dreams
by candle –
my morning with your smile
leave the stars
to wonder
where we go
. . .
31 Wednesday Mar 2021
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality
Tags
eternal, life, love, presence, promise, time, truth, undercurrents, what I know to be true

a sweeter sun
than e’er I thought
would rise to warm my face
tides are rolled
to bring us home –
far beyond
this place
as another dawn
a twilight red –
a place where life
remembers
where dreams are made
and wanting fades
verses heed no longer
for every truth
denied a place
another yet remains
in silence
words are spoken anyway
whispered into being –
solace of a prayer
this I know
where’er I go –
I was come
to stay
. . .
23 Tuesday Mar 2021
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality
Tags
acceptance, all I really know, bliss, love, nothing more than this, poetry, soul memory, time, touch, trust

however lost
are moments past
now folded into days
and pushed against
the places I can’t reach
lessened by my leaving
a memory returns
of another life –
a place
I’ve sworn to be
when choosing comes
take my hand
lest we lose our way
imagine us a moment without end
welcomed recognition
of each eternity –
where love awaits
the choice to love
again
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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