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the only way I knew ~

14 Thursday Apr 2022

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grace, life, love, seasons, some other way to home, time, truth, understanding

from these pages
what is written
will become
of all I am –
words I thought would hold
what’s left of you
from these stories
might you learn
of some other way
I loved –
breath that was
the only way I knew

tears to flood
an ocean –
I sailed into the sun
carried by my longing
with a wish
to understand
the whys for which
you stayed away –
longer lest I grieve
days I rose
to curse
these empty hands

. . .

weeds grown up ~

19 Saturday Mar 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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compassion, connection, desire, empath, home, life, love, nature, passion

when the wolf
is come
for answers
growling at my door
returned to find
his favored bowl is clean
i shall whisper
to his madness
make sense of every need
i shall sing
into the sorrow
of his want
when come for me

i remember well
the way it felt
returning back to home
to find the weeds
grown up
the cupboards bare
i remember tears
can taste them now
how sweet their recompense
for losses
far too many
to repair

. . .

carrier of wish ~

27 Sunday Feb 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

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a jealous moon, closer to forever than the stars, dreams, everywhere I am, love, lovers, youth

do you remember
crickets playing
well into the night
an oasis formed of dreams
hiding there
granny’s blanket
folded –
a carrier of wish
for days
I pulled starlight from
my hair

. . .

sorrow knows my name ~

24 Friday Dec 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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a hand to hold, a jealous moon, all we've known to love, gifts, life, love, perpetual grace, time

i’ve concluded
my fate –
a cold cup of coffee
a view through a window
as the sun
starts to rise
a silence so pure
i dare not disturb
with a rush
to remember –
tears fill my eyes

i’ve concluded
the way –
is one i am taking
a path where sorrow
carries my name
a walk neath cedars
as moonlight
comes calling –
jealousy spurned
as the first time
he came

. . .

Photo of mine: A rural road near the place I was born….a memory I carry.

recognition ~

02 Thursday Dec 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality, Storytelling, verse

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all I know, easy, life, love, nature, release, time, writing in the dark

whatever this
as lives between
depths beyond the dark
some distance
undecided by a word
a heart
without memory
but fearful still
of touch
trembles at the thought
of prying fingers

silence now
the sweet erase
of breath
where breath is gone
succumb to praise
emptied of goodbye
a psalm
we never sang
blessed recognition
was here
we knew the first
of love
enough

for nothing
waits to fill the void
with graces –
yet unspoken
blue beyond
where sighs
are come
to wing

. . .

author’s note: sometimes the will to sleep exceeds my reach. fingers
fumble in the darkness – becoming wings – a pen greedy for release

. . .

meadows far from here ~

14 Thursday Oct 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling, verse

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breaths between eternities, death, life, love, memorial, memory, moments, soul, story, time

I recently attended a memorial service for my aunt, who has spent the last nine months in some state of ‘coming home’ – from Salt Lake City to Tennessee. It was a wonderful time for sharing stories and memories. And while we might have shared some of them back in March, I found an advantage in the delay – memories and stories unencumbered by the immediate weight of grief.

For me, it meant I could share funny stories without breaking down, speak without a catch in my voice. In response to one story of my uncle’s driving, I noticed at least ten people actually in tears from laughing so hard. My aunt would have loved it!!!!

The minister whispered to me afterward, “I’m growing quite fond of these delayed events.” Maybe it’s the storyteller in me, but I believe it’s because they come at a time when memories aren’t part of what breaks us, but rather part of what is saving us. Perhaps it’s another lesson in perspective, viewing truths through a more compassionate eye.

Personally, I think we could use a bit more of that.

when blue
my ashes fall
on meadows far from here
or drift atop a wave
deep and grey
remember me
another time –
as a wind I came
to you
whispers of forever
given you to save

. . .

parallel ~

26 Monday Jul 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling, verse

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age, another time, heart, home, in another life, love, memory, parallel lives, presence, spirit, time, truth, what we keep

in another life
the coffee can wait
time is forgotten
as whiskers
memorize my skin
but I’ll not complain
for fear of less
the wait
to drift between
fragile as these worlds
of might have been

in another life
kids are laughing
you are laughing too
a smile invades your eyes
as I concede
hands reach out
across the day –
a distance not so far
a touch
as I’m reminded
not to leave

in another life
years are past
and still you hold my hand
echoes of a lifetime
nearly gone
folded into letters
tucked against
my heart –
souls are faded
nearly into one

in another life
water falls
blue into the light
my feet are bare
the river cold
as cedars rise above
songbirds sit on branches
familiar as their songs –
silence waits
the welcome of your
love

. . .

fireflies ~

06 Tuesday Jul 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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adventure, bliss, daring, dreams, fearless, find me, flight, kiss, mystery, release, remembering, travel

once I prayed
my gypsy ways
would find me in a tent
sweating rhyme-
civility betrayed
swirling madly
laughter bending
with every pulse of light
magic come to steal
my breath
away

fortunes writ
in charcoal –
signed my fate somewhere
gathered up my leaving
blew away
to find you there
dancing neath the timbers
a gypsy firefly
willing me
your company –
as wings recalled
to flight

. . .

habits ~

07 Monday Jun 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

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blessing, chance, choice, death, longing, loss, mercies, time

years have gone
yet still I worry –
restless comes
when nights are cold
habits cling
as proof of something
strong enough
my heart
to slow

life is changed
and for a season –
shadows shift
to block the sun
planets drift beyond
my reaching –
as longing waits
the end
for none

who shall know
of living wasted –
of mercies left
with time
to spend
remnants
from another
mother –
when love was chance
to love again

. . .

breathless ~

21 Friday May 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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breath, home, longing, love, poetry, reason, seasons, spirit, time

in the hush
between seasons
heaven concedes
the fragile convergence
of story to wings
a wordless reminder
of some other life
where all that we kept
was an allegiance
to sky –
a thread
weaving darkness
to light

. . .

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