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one more promise ~

13 Friday May 2022

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abundance, bliss, life, love, promise, time

i worried not
that grace
would follow –
as ashes fell
to hide the sun
a day of discontent
to cleave
the rite of bliss
would let to be
the memory of
kisses I have kept
– the taste of
one more promise
haunts these
lips

. . .

silent conversations ~

01 Thursday Jul 2021

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abundance, aging, blessings, breath, dementia, family, gifts, home, life, love, memory, moments, wealth

near the end
he wandered –
could scarce remember me
a vanilla shake
then
he’d start to fall
searching for a memory
within a stranger’s face
a picture of a picture
permanence displaced
tho now and then
those liquid eyes
would speak when words were lost
in silent conversations
we’d say it all –
the best of best
a world made right
love –
and there’d we stay
wrapped within the moment
of ten thousand
sweeter days
I’d whisper
as he fell in love
with a voice he knew by heart
arms that reached
to find him –
with every precious
start

. . .

Author’s Note: In the months before my daddy passed, there would be days when I visited – days when he didn’t know me. Yet, he would allow me there, watching my hands as I touched him, my mouth as I spoke…… I’ve often said that every girl should be allowed at least one moment when their father falls in love with them. ❤ And here, we stay.

the first to fold ~

27 Thursday May 2021

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abundance, forgiveness, gifts bigger than hands to hold, lessons, loss, love, poet, redemption, truth, verse

of sorrows
I have spoken –
not with tears
or sore regret
for every time the leaving left
a heart not broken yet

an ailing porch
and night pulled close
with nothing much to fear
for the sound of love
returning home –
cross miles
and men – and years

the first to fold
of every sin
begged forgiveness come
without the need for telling
would save us –
every one

came the night
by firelight –
and kept the coffee strong
til morning fell
with none to tell –
of righteousness gone wrong

as scattered verse
by prophets cursed
can’t be one to say –
what reasons came for letting go
and not a one to stay

. . .

remembrance ~

25 Tuesday May 2021

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a hand to hold, abundance, grace, living a better story, love, moments, mystery, time, truth, writing in the dark

from the edges
I’m reminded –
the many ways
of love –
of wordless joy
you never told me why
the heart has
no remembrance –
the ease of letting go
of moments
stretched
the length of time –
this evermore
to hold

. . .

a dream to ease the others –

14 Sunday Feb 2021

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a name upon my lips, a time for telling, abundance, ache, all I know, dreams, love, story

give me now
the ache to ache
the fear to feel
no longer
a place forgiven
laid to rest
a place where empty stands
a dream to ease
the others
should e’er I dare
forget
a life where waits
the living
a hand within
my hand

. . .

where we begin ~

07 Friday Aug 2020

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abundance, blessing, faith, hope, life, love, nature, reminders, spirit, time, witness

closerhome

what of this –
a sure reminder
of all that’s gone
now come again

weightless dreams
ten thousand summers
– wishes carried
on the wind

for one more day
one more season –
another time
when this one ends

daylight falls
across the meadow –
to bless the place
where we begin

. . .

small –

07 Friday Aug 2020

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a time for telling, abundance, blessings, circle of life, closer to home, divine truth, family, love

As I was looking for something else today, I happened upon this photo….and the quote, “life isn’t a station to arrive at, but a means by which we travel” came to mind.

Though it surely seemed like many miles from granny and grampa’s house to the store, it wasn’t at all. Let us forever remember the little things as big….life as way more than we expected. The picture – little steve, sis, and hannah making the trek back to the store from granny’s…..remembering for me a path they never realized was so blessed. ❤

suffered by the rain ~

23 Thursday Jul 2020

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abundance, blessings, grace, life, love, rain, reflection, sometimes, soul memory, understanding

sundayme

sometimes sweet
oft times bitter –
the taste of yesterdays
but true to love
the worth of either
has filled my troubled heart
with grace

there are no lines
nor rivers swiftly
suffered by the rain
no griefs have I without confessing
everything to gain

let me live
or let me gather
all tis mine or thought for once –
let me pass beyond this slumber
but leave to memory
the whole of us

. . .

places I belong ~

02 Thursday Jul 2020

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abundance, blessings, eternal, gratefulness, life, love, nature, remembering, secrets, soul speak, truth, wind

wild and free #1

I spoke into the silence
of an ancient winter wind –
I gave of every secret
willingly
assured of her allegiance
far beyond my dismal days
– would gather
me across eternity

names I have surrendered
the taste of memory –
remnants of a language
once I knew
making my confession
to an everlasting love
– endearing me to places
wild and true

I wonder where she whispers
to the mountains
to the shore –
with graces not so different
from my own
a valley grown with purple sage –
a garden’s rich perfume
– carries me to places
I belong

. . .

til when ~

13 Wednesday May 2020

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abundance, blessing, days between, death, grief, home, love, memory, remembrance, sorrow, tears, time, worth

yesterhere

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

. . .

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