25 Monday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
again, blessing, divine voice, heart, life, love, memory, sacred intimacy, story, touch
gift my heart
your story
I will listen
for the memory
of ten thousand
places love has been
as the whisper
of your fingers
write so sweetly
to my skin –
tell me how
I loved you –
tell me
again
. . .
13 Wednesday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
abundance, blessing, days between, death, grief, home, love, memory, remembrance, sorrow, tears, time, worth
dare we worry
the darkness coming
– or tears
we’re bound to leave
a sorrow not yet given –
tis a blessing
I believe
a barter made
for living –
will grieve our losses
soon enough
with silence
meant for breaking –
were not for love
let us take our fill
of passion
and toast the days
til when –
we meet beyond the taking
in the place
where love began
. . .
12 Tuesday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
in this moment
I remember
everything I came to know
the way the rivers
gather to the sea –
the measure of a rainbow
bending soft against
the sand –
a miracle
still happening
to me
I remember
every kiss –
every touch was ever mine
the echo of my name
within the dark
a rush of swallows sailing –
blind within their faith
breathing out the song
that is
my heart
I remember how it was
that first bloom within the snow
searching for a reason –
for a season
not to go
living scattered sweetly
across ten thousand years
I remember
every lifetime –
I would wait
to find you here
. . .
12 Tuesday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
divine intimacy, faith, intention, life, love, moments, names, poetry, promise, purpose, sacred, stars, time, words
there’s a place
beyond the dreaming –
a distance
not so far
beyond the pond –
beyond the oldest star
a place
become of verses
scripted unto skin –
whispers with
permission
to begin
as gifted
names to carry –
an almost sacred breath
forever
binds this fragile heart
to death
tis truth
tho somewhat fleeting –
as the measure
of a sigh
– promise
without cause
to wonder why
. . .
Photo: Beechgrove TN, 2019
11 Monday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
11 Monday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
dare I wake
the memory –
was just a dream away
so real
my body trembles
in its wake
lest I break apart
with want for more
than air
when stumbled
on the day –
and you’re not
there
dare the sun
another rise –
the stars
a deeper sky
dare the moon
be jealous
of the night
. . .
11 Monday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
come
the first warm breeze
of summer
like snow upon my path
pages to the wind
I’ll never know
words i heard from somewhere
once within your arms –
a pounding of your song
against my soul
remember
lest I wish you
to another lullaby –
another dusk reflected
in your eyes
. . .
08 Friday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
with sweet regard
a warm caress
can burn a soul in two –
or purge a dream from waking –
near enough
to coming true
catastrophic
tendencies –
tho born of good intent
to make of nothing
something
more –
something more
than this
a stolen kiss
no longer missed
leaves hunger still for more –
surrendered into folly
every love
we loved before
. . .
07 Thursday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
another me, emily, life, longing, love, magic, memory, mystery, rambling, romance, sometimes, time, wonder, writing in the dark
whatever was
so misconstrued
how was I to ever
hang my heart on magic –
endear my trust to lies
whatever loss
might I confess
to moments
so enduring –
as those who came
who left without goodbye
should history
remember me
to something less
romantic –
a purple bruise
beneath a jaded sky
scripted as
a sleepless night –
burdened by my longing
with memories
of memory –
and ne’er a tear
to cry
. . .
07 Thursday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
christian, eternities, gifts, home, jesus, life, light, love, not quite Christmas, remembrance, trust, worth
across a strand
of gypsy sky –
back the way to wander
silver specs
remembered just one star
and distant nights
of ancient faith
men and cattle lowing
wondered at the light
became the light
miles and miles
within the truth
to find a baby waiting
forgiven not the witness
of a king
lowly as the meek would lay
held as love to promise
one day more than ever would
reasons to betray
a savior born
one winter morn
the first of all worth waiting
was innocence prepared
our hearts to see
one was come
the rest to know
the worst to pay for dying
silver spec
to glisten there
first gift of love
bestowed
. . .
Author’s Note: Now and then, things happen when
we least expect them – a four-leaf clover nestled with another one,
the trust of a hand wrapped with ours, love returning us to a home we
never left. Sometimes, little miracles become words.
Sometimes, it’s as easy as a light through a morning fog.
Who cares that it’s not quite Christmas…
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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