wherever fates are stored ~

09 Wednesday Mar 2022

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a name upon my lips, all that we keep, carry me sweetly, life, memory from the fall, nature, rain, storms

rivers
where tears began
carried from the fall
fearless as a mountain –
longing
for the sea
resurrected moments
wherever fates are stored –
was here I found
the life you left
for me

it’s not the same
this missing
in places last you loved
a heart where only echoes
now remain
as proof of distant summers
a kiss
for waiting on –
I swear sometimes
all I know
is rain

. . .

once upon ~

06 Sunday Mar 2022

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dreaming awake, life, love, one more everything, save for this, spirit home, truth

was once
upon a time
a princess i
waiting still
the stars to drift
beyond
worry not yet
witness
to the slamming
of a door
a long goodbye
a kiss denied to light
save me this
surrender
take my everything
speak if only once
a yesterday
wherein my name
was written
near enough to yours
heart that swore
to stay
until I wept

. . .

beneath a sky of ancients ~

19 Saturday Feb 2022

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closer now to heaven than the stars, courage, destiny, fate, home, love, memory, stars

come to me
to the fringe of dusk
when all I’ve known
is the way
to you –
where ne’er regret
is welcomed –
the velvet of his brow
his penchant
to distract
from all that matters
now

come to me
lay with me –
beneath a sky of ancients
lovers undecided
every one
breathe in me your story
grant my heart
the map –
faded lines
let these fingers bleed

come to me
a memory
come to me afraid
as proof of my good fortune
you might be
near as dawn approaches
with but a sigh
between
the shadow where you waited
come to me

. . .

a cliff above the floor ~

10 Monday Jan 2022

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all I really know, balance, eternity, life, love, seasons, time, truth

had i nothing
but this moment –
and a place
to lay your head
echoes of a promised
evermore
sealed within
this silence –
til i awake
within your dream –
balanced on a cliff
above the floor
had i nothing
but forever –
and breath
to love you so –
solace when the night
is filled with
dread
had i nothing
but a lifetime more than
just this one i know –
another time
a place to lay
your head

. . .

the time it took to find ~

07 Friday Jan 2022

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death, life, love, memory, moments where eternity lives, prayer, resurrection, time, truth

would that longing
understand –
the ways by which we loved
ten thousand sighs –
rivers to the sea
should ever grace
be given for
the time it took
to find
or chapters dedicated
to our pleas
will history remember
every whisper
every touch –
will canyons remain empty
as proof of us –
when dreams are lost
to counting
nights beneath the chill
as darkness comes
to break our hearts again
what of love will
intercede
when light is turned
to stone –
reminders of the places
love has been

. . .

some faraway ~

04 Tuesday Jan 2022

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absolutes, as was meant, closer to heaven than the stars, grace, home, love, nature, seasons, time

save for me
some faraway
not yet given name
a spark beyond
the cedars
a wolf’s lone cry
pages where
there never were
hands recalling hands
leaves are falling
I believe
our place
is not so
far

. . .

translation ~

31 Friday Dec 2021

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a light on the porch, all I really know, almost always, and still, beyond the dark, breath, close enough to touch, closer now to heaven than the stars, do you remember, love

roses are sweet
though I can never tell
the point where
essence is lost
table top manners
and looking glass gold
frail as these fingers
to hold

repent me
no longer –
were nothing but skin
succumb to your waiting
again

mystic translation
of who I became –
bartering breath
for sorrow
fate of the faithless
to bow

long stilled
the passion
of summers made sweet –
whispers forgotten
another someday –
muttering madness
secrets to lies

will takes the hunger
away

. . .

taste of ash ~

26 Sunday Dec 2021

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a hand to hold, beyond the knowing, everywhere I am, home another way, love the only truth, radical remembering

what loss
might i concede
holding back the storm
waiting yet of fate –
a certain fall
when years are spread
beyond the snow
as northern lights –
a summer kiss
recalled

sweet
the taste of ash –
as bitter once a flame
cooled against my tongue
another day
grieve my hands
tender lands
given time to know
was paradise
by some other name

will truth be found
more than this
a muted understanding
lines
where none were drawn
empty folds
lifetimes to become
silences –
to rise
warmth to seek
whene’er the ground
goes cold

. . .

fated to me ~

07 Tuesday Dec 2021

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acceptance, forgiveness, infinite, life, love, seasons, sometimes, time, truth, willing you home to me

same as I

forty-one more
than I was young
half lives more than ready
one last time –
for living
every day

failing
forgiveness –
tell me of pleasures
willed you come
yet pulled you away

separate for nothing
a pension for madness –
heaven permitted
to leave

last years
communion –
is this years I love you
memory fated
to me

. . .

how it was ~

06 Monday Dec 2021

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beginning, destinies, forgiveness, life, love, recollection, trust

were I gifted
wisdom
sight beyond my eyes –
cards to play
a looking glass unglazed
would e’er there be
a moment
you would come
and I would know
which lines were crossed
as means
for letting go
were I offered
absolution
for every time
I looked beyond
a year began
negated now to loss
a rush of recollection
do you remember
how it was
a breath between
each memory
of us