folded ~

15 Monday Feb 2016

thisclose

of moments made
a fragile bit
of all might I remain
whispers warming soft
on silent lips
secrets folded
thrice again –
beyond the reach of tears
beyond the day
awakening begins
with names
they never called us by
places blurred to ink
a road
or two –
and loves we swore
to give ourselves unto
stars were crossed –
lifetimes lost
truths
we can’t undo
morning waits –
ten thousand shades
of blue

. . .

mesmerized ~

12 Friday Feb 2016

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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Tags

bliss, eternal, grief, home, joy, life, longing, love, seeing in the dark, song, sorrow

dreamy

solace
wears a mask of grief
home – a time began
where reaching back
too often
I am found
mesmerized by everything
let my soul embrace
the tender touch
no matter now
how brief

sorrow
knows of other times
of joys
too big
my heart to spare
of wonders
we shall know again –
bliss (o sweet)
forever shared

evening
sits in shadow
where once the morning
sun
was burned
love remains
the proof of life –
beyond the still
a moment
yearned

. . .

night to song ~

10 Wednesday Feb 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

dance, home, life, love, lovers, nature, safe, southern

flying_canada_geese_thumb

wing’eds
split a southern sky
black as night
to song
silken grey
of worlds beyond
our one
northern hearts
invaded
by restlessness
for home –
sorrows
echoed back
across the dawn

. . .

all I need ~

08 Monday Feb 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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Tags

home, knowing, learning, life, light, living, love, truth

remembermeback

had e’er I known
but one desire
to barter sin for sin
awash in ash
would scrub me clean
again
rings of counting
now and none
years –
a tender stone
is wrapped within
each memory
all I need
of home

. . .

hands I know by heart ~

05 Friday Feb 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

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Tags

becoming, bliss, discovery, divine, dreams, home, journey, light, love, time

Medicine-Woman-Seeking-Solitude-1915-courtesy-Library-of-Congress

years are gathered
unto me –
til I can’t breathe
the night
or see beyond
another crimson dawn
where I have come
repenting
for days (these miles)
between
hands I know by heart
(let them pray)
for memories –
some other life
(where I have loved
you well)
where silence waits
to steal my heart
from sleep

. . .

Image: Medicine Woman Seeking Solitude, 1915, courtesy Library of Congress

between ~

04 Thursday Feb 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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Tags

life, love, memory, path, story, travel

homereturning

between
the place
where truth recalled –
fingers trace
forever
worlds beyond
the weary reach of fate
folds
and constellations
secrets
made to share
endearing me

a lifetime –
but a kiss

a sigh
the same as music
was calling me to home
warmth
I knew –
you’d change
the locks
one day
rusted rhyme
to silence me –
adapts a knowing smile
of pastures walked
in step with you
beside

a night before
eternities to miss

. . .

places we’ve been ~

03 Wednesday Feb 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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allowing, bliss, breath, knowing what we know, light, love, memory, remembrance, seeing in the dark, tenderness, truth

beyond words

I’m the daughter
of a son
a tender petition
an echo
where promise
once moved on the wind
a wave from the marrow
river of my heart
spoke
in the language
of soul

to your soul

a moment
returning
to one never lost –
how sweetly we feel
when cleared
from the past
remembered as whole
to places we’ve been
touched
without touching
eternally when
we were held
as a secret –
passed without word

from a light
just beginning
to burn

. . .