get me ~

13 Wednesday Jan 2021

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assurance, country, faith, home, life, love, remember, seasons, time, truth

get me to singing
like some old guitar
a bit of boards straining
for tune –
the one you played
remember that time –
chords and crescendos
of me wanting you

get me
to forever
we swore there would be
feather beds
wrapped
with cotton sheets
long nights passed
with but a whisper between –
summer smiles
and kisses –
an old porch swing

get me
to sunrise
without worry for sleep –
questions
for all this love means
move me
to make you –
these lips to beg you
stay
silent reminders
to breathe

. . .

against the rub ~

23 Friday Aug 2019

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acceptance, assurance, blessing, comfort, forgiveness, home, life, love, remembering, spirit, trust, truth

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daylight burns
ten thousand sins
tho not a one
for good
prayers I’ve saved
as loves unnamed
yet there against the rub
of one more day
one more sigh
wet upon my tongue
locust croon a favored song
– as I’m remembered
home

. . .

made easy by the night ~

08 Wednesday Aug 2018

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age, assurance, blessing, country, distance, forgiveness, gifts, home, in my bones, life, love, spirit, time, truth

come now

lean against the longing
of one more moment here
a place to stay
without the need
for waiting –
the need for some forgiveness
(dare we ask again)
the want for home
(another me)
come in

lean against this promise –
made easy by the night
a candle glowing
ash upon the lawn
whene’er it comes
where’re it lays
(on sheets) the scent
of summer sun

the dawn will bring
assurance
of ten thousand yesterdays
we talked of this
returning
lest you find me
(just this way)

leaned against the kitchen sink
staring down the road
(forgotten every reason
not to stay)

. . .

the mist of time ~

19 Thursday Jul 2018

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assurance, faith, forgiveness, grief, heart, life, loss, love, soul, spirit, time, trust, understanding

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be still
the ache
that satisfies
to ease these grieving hands
be mine
the soul remembers
what the heart
can’t understand
the coming back
when ages pass
into the mist of time
– tis there
my breath is taken
by love
forever mine

. . .

washed from the sun ~

11 Monday Jun 2018

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a light on the porch, assurance, blessings, gifts, home, life, love, prayer, returning, sometimes, spirit, starting again, truth

letmestay

the daylight
grows dimmer
with every october
tho the nightbirds sing louder
this spring
a reminder of counting
the miles to forever
broken old crosses –
lacey white wings

it seems but a moment
backward forgiving
to a place just the same –
starting again
hands held aloft
pleading with heaven
for one more tomorrow –
another amen

a quiet surrender
of midnight
and morning –
is washed from the sun
by a river of tears
recalled at the end
as a time ne’er forsaken –
when love glowed the path
of our way
back to here

. . .

one ~

24 Tuesday Apr 2018

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assurance, blessing, eternal life, gratitude, home, life, love, self, truth

thoughtyouhere

tis all I have
the best of me
given to this destiny
wherein I live
ten thousand lives
unsure of one –
one more
forever now
these hands are bent
as silence breaks
o’er moments spent
on lifetimes more
than I can see
ages without memory
exist forever
as just this one –
this only
always
best of me

. . .

they never said ~

24 Tuesday Apr 2018

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assurance, beginning, eternity, grace, life, love, spirit, the good times are still ahead, truth, understanding

neartohome

how many times
the coming back –
across ten thousand years
to realize
what wasn’t real –
how life could disappear

like everything
we wished for –
when came the time to leave
holding still to all we loved –
dreams we dared
believe

they never said
nor once confessed
the truth of love’s restraint
to fold across
eternities
wherever life remains

a beginning
never ended –
just beyond the reach of fate
love released of wanting
beyond this sorrow –
waits

. . .

returned somehow ~

24 Wednesday Jan 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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abundance, assurance, blessings, breath, learning, life, love, memory, time, truth, wealth

snowondust

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.