had I nothing
but your silence
your warmth within the night
I’d worry not for water
deny my need for more
than your breath
where I am hungry –
words where I
have none
. . .
nothing but your silence ~
26 Wednesday May 2021
Category Archives: Poetry
retreated ~
26 Wednesday May 2021
Tags
all I know, breath, grace, life, memory, nothing changes, spirit, truth
in places
you’ve forgotten
I exist as e’er I was
as a moment spared
a longing shared
life retreated
giving
nothing
in spaces
you’ve forgotten
I remember you
so well
. . .
enough to tell ~
26 Wednesday May 2021
i was never here
where anyone would see
how the sun
became my words
became my skin –
midnight was my pulse
never far
from being found
tho near enough
near enough to hear –
where a practiced word
might fall –
and I beside
who can say
where i was
when you remembered
all i was
how it felt
to lose
a memory
. . .
once the night ~
25 Tuesday May 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
you are river
and I the mountains –
carved a place
of silk and stone
memory
of rain and ocean
miles behind –
forever home
as one way back
and one way forward –
pristine valleys
canyons deep
as once the night
have you forgotten –
we bound a star
this wish to keep
you are forest
and I the meadow
wrapped in summer
tho winter lies
beneath our feet –
it snows a river
oceans melt
to fill the sky
. . .
remembrance ~
25 Tuesday May 2021
Posted in Poetry
Tags
a hand to hold, abundance, grace, living a better story, love, moments, mystery, time, truth, writing in the dark
from the edges
I’m reminded –
the many ways
of love –
of wordless joy
you never told me why
the heart has
no remembrance –
the ease of letting go
of moments
stretched
the length of time –
this evermore
to hold
. . .
falling ~
23 Sunday May 2021
Posted in Poetry
Tags
all I really know, allowance, dancing, destinies, falling, love, returning home, story, truth
adrift
trading stories
of this we dared
one chance
to live
forward
back
forgotten to our shoes
falling
breath seeking
breath
a memory
of us –
music
no one else
could play
. . .
not yet ~
22 Saturday May 2021
Tags
a name upon my lips, freedom, grace, little words, love, poetry
had i
lifetimes
not yet
counted
one more sunday
in your bed
i’d break the lock –
to free my words
of rhyme
measured indecision
of moments
i’ve become –
lest verse
betray
the promise
of another
in your arms
. . .
broken trusts ~
21 Friday May 2021
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
a jealous moon, circle of life, gifts of grace, intimacy, love, mystery, nature, spirit, story, time, wandering, want
I will search
on fertile banks
where marigold is nestled
startled by the rivers
loyalty
I shall reach
for tiny crescents
buried by the sand –
in broken trusts
twisted with my hair
I will wait
as I have waited
for the time
to find you there
did I tell you once
of paths I roamed
unknowing
with a dream
suffered want unholy
to dream again –
I shall wait
as nights
beyond the wandering
in places
I have feared
in afternoons
where sunlight comes
to play
. . .
raven ~
21 Friday May 2021
let me be
until I fade
ragged edges flecked
with blue
a memory reliant
as unstable
let me be
shake me from these ashes
rattle with my bones
til a song emerges
cleanly
as one you know
let me be
til I am lost –
til I am
found
. . .
breathless ~
21 Friday May 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
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