29 Tuesday Mar 2022
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tags
i’ve spent nights
ten thousand more –
in shadows of the moon
suspended just below
the milky way
awaiting you a wish
cast your line
to me –
sail beyond
to oceans you can’t see
where came the news
you’d understand
and want me here the same
as the night
we found each other
in the stars
. . .
26 Saturday Mar 2022
how much of you
a part of me –
sands atop
the floor
as blossoms
where the trees have
burned away
how much of verse
is nothing more
than once
you were
and I
was counted back
in syllables
emptied to a page
folded to
a memory
the lineage of truth
someone said
tho I’ll be damned
if I remember why
the road
is less
each time you leave
the sun no longer shines
to fill between
the whispers
rusted oak and flesh
how much I have
surrendered
is your breath
becoming mine
. . .
24 Thursday Mar 2022
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
have your hands
remembered mine –
late nights
in the kitchen
or praying to our shadows
tangled on the bed
do your lips
recall a promise
the taste of heaven here
sweet the hallelujah
come to me
does your heart
revert
to beating
as another knew you well
a touch denied
when I was come
a fortune
yet to hold
forever still
the place we love
remains beneath
the cedars
softened by the memory
– as once
we are
again
. . .
19 Saturday Mar 2022
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
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
. . .
19 Saturday Mar 2022
had i reached
for you
as skies grew dark
had i felt
the world subside
within my nest
(a third bedroom)
pushed against
your sigh
had i known
at once
the night birds
call
had been silenced
by a breeze
(surrendered
silent) heartache
for the trees
had i reached
for you
. . .
18 Friday Mar 2022
was a time
you were waiting
the first alarm to ring
would pull me
from my dream
into your arms
into the warmth of sunrise
burning me your skin
restless in our
promise
to begin
wrapped inside
a silence –
the measure of a sigh
intimacy
with barely room
to breathe
touch is come
reminders
of the night we’ve
passed beyond
forgotten now
the fleeting thought
to leave
. . .
17 Thursday Mar 2022
Tags
birth of eternity, destiny, dreams, home, life, love, native american indian, nature, time, truth
were a lifetime
one more sunrise
a sparrow
taking flight
a word to rhyme with missing
arms to fit just right
another stay
the night for breakfast
if they worry
I won’t care
for a lifetime
one more sunrise –
waiting there
in dreams
where dreams are tarried
fragile breath
of candle light
as promise made –
a sparrow
taking flight
. . .
13 Sunday Mar 2022
Posted in spirituality, verse
Tags
everywhere I am, grace, life, living a better story, love, places we have loved, reminders of me
when last I dreamed
I lay awake
and wandered unto home
the safe and sweet
embrace
once was you
tell me now
some other time
of who you are
and why
you knew my name
before I thought
to love
. . .
12 Saturday Mar 2022
Tags
all that we keep, all we've known to love, blessings of the heart, breaths between eternities, lessons in everything, life, love, truth
how much of love
is squandered
by need to have it all
as every lock
a silent sigh
is witness to a fall
as promise balanced
tender
upon the sword of faith
how is it
love is come for us –
with gifts
to give away
denied the rules
for holding on –
some loss
we’ll never know
of fated ever-afters
revealed
in letting go
. . .
Author’s Note: It took me a long time to learn this about love. It took most of my life to see that any attempt to define love only served to make it less. Every rule resulted in less of the thing I desired most. Only when the rules were burned did I reap an abundance of that which had so alluded me.
11 Friday Mar 2022
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
shall I tell you
of a springtime –
of yellows undefined
hidden meadows
weaved by muscadine
a story still becoming
you were here
and I was saved
held against the tender
fold
where april
bled to may
shall I tell you
how I loved you –
how your want
filled every need
like a window
where my shadows
used to be
with ne’er a thought
to anything
would steal me from this light –
to sever
every memory
of spring
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
A daily selection of the best content published on WordPress, collected for you by humans who love to read.
Poetry about Life, Love, Music by Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet
~ journey of a rose scented ink ~
Just a little poetry...
View my worlds
The fears of a girl, the heart of a woman, and everything inbetween...
Flared and prepared.
Just a cup of poetry and cookies
A Discovery of Enlightening Insights, Information, Humor, Writings and Musings
Motivate | Inspire | Uplift
“Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.” — Maya Angelou
Thoughts and feelings made into words about the world and times in which we live ...
Making a connection when everything is connected
tornadoday 