14 Sunday Feb 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
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
. . .
07 Friday Aug 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized
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
. . .
07 Friday Aug 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
Tags
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. ❤
23 Thursday Jul 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized
Tags
abundance, blessings, grace, life, love, rain, reflection, sometimes, soul memory, understanding
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
. . .
02 Thursday Jul 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
abundance, blessings, eternal, gratefulness, life, love, nature, remembering, secrets, soul speak, truth, wind
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
. . .
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
. . .
03 Friday Apr 2020
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized
Tags
abundance, comfort, divine intent, love, moments, sacred intimacy, time
had I known
the day was ending
and there would be
for me
no more
might I have loved
a little deeper –
for the loves
I’d known before
remaining with
my solace –
like a hurt
that wouldn’t mend
was a place
beyond the telling –
I would never be
again
. . .
24 Wednesday Jan 2018
I was at last
an eager breath –
the scent of snow on dust
a place of nearly nothing
how I felt
when you were gone
going –
which and still
I wonder now
but I’ve returned
somehow
in learning
none are gone away –
the journey
blooms with seeds
from yesterday
. . .
Regardless the journey, we are never lost to love nor us to it. Where we are, it is…….. We carry love; it carries us. Home is a place to which we are always going….a familiar we’ve never forgotten.
30 Thursday Nov 2017
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling, Uncategorized
Tags
a time for telling, abundance, ageless, allowance, choice, destiny, divine intuition, gravel roads, home, journey, love, story
today I found another
note –
a reminder tucked away
beneath the eaves
flat against the wall
amazing how
the weather turned
but not a line
was lost
to autumn’s beating branches
winter’s silent fall
I wonder
as the ancient west
spins to dark again
will there we meet anew
some other time
daring in our fearlessness
to write our names
as one –
easing as a season
into rhyme
. . .
23 Thursday Nov 2017
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, verse
Tags
a time for telling, abundance, acceptance, across and through, aligned, another spring, beauty, life, love
sunday
warmed to morning
a part of all
I love
and left behind
the memory
of one more
everything
hands worn hard
by worrying
keep my heart at bay
guide me through
the wilderness
holding me
this way
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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