19 Monday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
put me in a jar
of twilight and jasmine
(never let me go)
hide me away
in folds of scented linen
stories written to yourself
names and places faded
unto years –
(whispers now)
of another time I wished aloud
I remember still
how it was (how it felt)
to hold the stars
. . .
19 Monday Mar 2018
I’m the sweetest sin
the first amen –
your silent cross to bear
a fainting sadness
to ease the madness
a moment lingered
everywhere
I’m the first to know
the last to go
beyond the grief of needing
a hand held out
when pressed with doubt
– a voice of promise
pleading
I’m a constant star
where’er you are
a dream to carry the night
I’m the break of waves
a truth enslaved –
from a time before
you knew
of light
. . .
14 Wednesday Mar 2018
Tags
forgotten our place, home, love, mystery, nature, remembering, sometime, the cycle of life, the cycle of love, time, wandering, wilderness
of moments
some forgotten
I’ve wandered back again
how well I knew
and others knew of me
maps spilled together
into another place and time
markers melted
candle wax
and rhyme
roads beyond
the wilderness
I passed between beside
rivers long since gathered
by the tides
mountains thick with laurel
surrendered now to weeds
did once I pass
without a word
a fluttering unseen
between two worlds
are maybe more –
than I with will to count
days no longer matter
to the making
of one last kiss
a first embrace –
a shadow born of thunder
rain – a lover taken
back again
. . .
13 Tuesday Mar 2018
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destiny, eternal, evidence everywhere, forgotten, life, love, pages, promise, proof, purpose, remembering, sometimes, the path
from pages torn
a story telling
of times before I cannot say
the journey through
or where I found you
somewhere lost along the way
of fields and flowers
dirt poor mornings –
with honeysuckle pillows there
I knew you
in the sweetest way –
by moments scattered
everywhere
of promise shared
and others buried –
to make a fire of bodies worn
by something more than everafter –
seasons cleft
another born
into a place
of resurrection –
names the least of all we knew
how it was
the soul remembered
the road I took
in finding you
. . .
13 Tuesday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
bruise, darkness, faith, grade, home, love, reminders, seeing in the dark, solace, soul, strength, truth
i garnered
strength
tho my heart laid bare
when darkness came
and bound me there
in places far
from all I loved –
from all I’d sworn to be
into the shadows
heaven followed me
with something more
than pardon
a measure more than some
when bruised –
I found my weary soul
at home
touched by grace
I could not see –
by love I had not earned
beyond the touch
I’d waited –
was every truth
returned
. . .
12 Monday Mar 2018
Tags
breath, destiny, dreams, life, love, memory, star crossed, wandering, wish, young love
now and then
I dare remember
all I wanted from the start
a beginning
without ending
a quiet flutter of my heart
it seemed so simple
in the wishing –
one night beneath the stars
as I stood atop the rafters
flanked by jupiter
and mars
without names
or constellation –
but a time to find again
someone come
at once familiar –
warm as blood
beneath my skin
for a moment
I did wonder
of the nights
to pass between
drawing near unto forever –
as a destiny unseen
by a girl
not so different
than ten thousand more
you’ve known
born of want –
another summer
when you made a wish
your own
. . .
10 Saturday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
Tags
beauty, every best first, individuality, life, love, music, nobody like me, perpetual grace, roses, spirit, splendor, truth
I won’t pretend
to be someone else –
a shadow of myself
a petal
ne’er the same
could be a rose
or the scent of distant meadows
a thorn unto the blush
a slender glass
becoming –
some other mother’s home
I won’t pretend
the music takes me
where I cannot hear the storm
the beat
of one lone drummer
wrapping sorrow
into a song
I won’t pretend
the silence threatens
from a place beyond the dawn
from a life
I scarce remember
how it felt
to be alone
. . .
09 Friday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
in moments
such as these –
I remember all I’ve learned –
the more I know
the more I love
in moments
such as these
the breezes lift
a fragile piece
of yesterday reminders
of swirling leaves
a warmth becoming mine
days before
and wishes for another
maybe then
we would know the truth
an eternity burned
in moments
such as these
. . .
08 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
of time
I make no mention
but a place for getting on
leaves and sleeves –
linen hand-me-downs
hands to fit
with other hands –
hearts to speak the same
on sleepless nights
to wonder
why
we came
as fingers bound
by nothing more
than moments pulled between
apart and through
forever here
we stay
as one begins the other –
you and I remain
I fall
you rise
to meet each sweet
refrain
. . .
08 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
Tags
breath, dreams, endearing, fishes and loaves, life, love, poetry, substanance, the gift of word, verse
I shall make bread
of letters
fill my bowl with verse
loose my fears
on the poetry of saints
forsaken the lure
of hunger
but for rhyme
my stomach burns –
loud enough to dance by
in the dark
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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