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to make it right ~

26 Friday Feb 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality

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Tags

age, faith, gifts, grace, inheritance, just like this, legacy, love, memory, religion, soul memory, story, time

The_World_Around_You__Crossed_by_pan_feylin

as long as I
this fate shall keep
beholding tears of treason
folded close an ancient
opal cross
burns me still
when gathered near –
with memory of another
a time when as a child
I saw it there
dirty golden chain
never knew
for whom it mattered
or what of crops were sold
to make it right
would beauty give of passion
one season to suspend
all was come
where only truth remains
so lovely in the evening light
near enough to heaven
he’d pull her in
she’d take him home again
one more grace
for letting go –
one more lace undone
sentimental white
in trade for
opal rose

. . .

flannel dream ~

10 Wednesday Feb 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

age, breath, life, love, remembered, season, time, truth

from the silken green
of sleeping –
a night where stars are freed
swimming where your eyes
were met with mine

trading lace and story
for another
other time
witness to my pleading
come to me –

let my heart be broken
I won’t grieve
for lives between
tis only this –
reminding me of home

leave your box
of letters
just outside my door
teach me how to fly
let me fall

stay the night
stay til morning –
breathe my name aloud
as trade for one more kiss
a flannel dream

keep within your promise
heaven e’er you wake
beyond this night
of waiting –
come to me

. . .

as it has been ~

01 Monday Feb 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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Tags

age, close enough to touch, lessons, love, memory, seasons, time, truth, warmth

do you miss the ache
of my hand in yours
another day –
my head against your heart
when darkness falls
unwilling
to the soul that waited long
will you feel my love
settled with you
there

as more than touch
more than breath returning
more than words
rewritten to your skin
wherever time
was promised
let it be as it has been
a place
where love remembered
wakes again

feel the warmth
this tender ache
my hand within your hand
a falling rain
of memories persist
where once
is still –
a dream recalled
my head against your heart
awaiting us a lifetime
such as this

. . .

more than days ~

07 Monday Dec 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

age, home, life, little words, love, memory, rest, seasons, truth

was Monday
unimagined –
to Saturdays before
stars aligned
to make for us a way
was never meant for keeping
a photograph to fade
a dream I had
relearning –
the curs’ed hands of fate

you smiled
and I remember
how everything was right
clocks were stopped
babies cried –
the universe went still
as words were tumbled
shaken by a kiss familiar so
would take of me
my memory –
far more than days
could fill

was Friday
and the stores were closed
leaves were falling down –
winter blew feathers
from the nest
as lives forgiven –
hope remained
this promise to redeem
were moments
come of Mondays –
different from the rest

. . .

reinvested as the truth ~

26 Monday Oct 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality, verse

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Tags

a world upside down, age, another life, life, love, mystery, reason, remember, timing, truth

once before
the sun was burnt
against a winter sky –
as snowflakes fell
to hide the path of light
morning woke
within a shade
of charcoal
dust
and shale –
poppies raised
their weary heads
goodnight

prepared to greet
their savior –
a story all but told
how planets carved a path
around the moon
stars succumb
to melting
beneath the evergreens –
lies we reinvested
as the truth

deep within the
stillness
mystery unfurled
as lovers sought the start
of something new
forgotten
to the splendor
of a world turned upside down –
timing slipped
to nothing
we could do

another time
some other life –
a morning much like this
is haunted by a memory
of the one –
a day when flowers drifted
across a winter black
searching out the shadows
for the sun

. . .

“I’ve never loved the wrong person, but I have loved the right people at the wrong time. The wrong life. The wrong moment.”

sands of my soul ~

23 Wednesday Sep 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

age, blessing, closer still, courage, forgiveness, grace, life, love, redemption, still, surrender, time, where you are

when I’ve taken the last
of faith that was given
and turned my back
to the wall –
to wonder how long
this grace
might deliver
when broken each vow
my heart can recall

when I’ve lost
what had saved me –
words where pages lie still
a map once was traced
to the sands of my soul
lest I wander
without want
to be filled

dare me remember
the ways I was carried
and nights I sought peace
in the dark
move me to center
align me with light –
so that grace
seeks to find me
no matter how far

. . .

crush ~

21 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

age, blessings, brave enough to die, courage, faith, home, it's what I do, love, seasons, time, truth

are there roses
where you planted winter wheat
I had that happen
once
when you were here
it came as no surprise
that the frost
had nearly gone
when briars pushed their way
despite the fear
I recognized
when first was held
at mercy to the pain
but couldn’t bear
the thought of letting go
ashes fall in autumn
just when the weeds turn brown
tis there I grieve
for love as none –
as tears within the snow

. . .

promise come to be ~

28 Tuesday Apr 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

age, desire, destiny, forgiveness, life, love, sacred intimacy, time, truth, writing in the dark

of desire

another time
some other page
whereon the future falls
a fret to overwrite
the past undone
a silent seal
from all the rest
desire come to be
a life denied the living
carries me

. . .

the way recalled ~

21 Tuesday Apr 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

≈ 2 Comments

Tags

age, breath, heart, life, love, memory, nightsky, southern canopy, stars, surrender, time, value

gathered mine

in the hush
before a star becomes
a path across the sky
before our wish is fated
to come true
remember how it was
to count them all
to speak their names
one by one
a trillion lights
come for me
and you

as simple then
the way recalled
tho now it all seems strained
to recognize the wealth
beside the gold
to see the truth
when all the rest
is bent to break us down
forgotten
what the heart
was meant to hold

. . .

speaking my life ~

09 Thursday Apr 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

≈ 2 Comments

Tags

acceptance, age, essence, legacy, life, love, poetry, story, time, words, writing in the dark

professing love for me_edited

these
are the verses
speaking my life –
too many more
I dare not complain
of the ways
I may go without saying
a word
breath I might find
has forgotten my name
– the smell
of blackberries
left on the vine

. . .

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