06 Monday Dec 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
Tags
beginning, destinies, forgiveness, life, love, recollection, trust
were I gifted
wisdom
sight beyond my eyes –
cards to play
a looking glass unglazed
would e’er there be
a moment
you would come
and I would know
which lines were crossed
as means
for letting go
were I offered
absolution
for every time
I looked beyond
a year began
negated now to loss
a rush of recollection
do you remember
how it was
a breath between
each memory
of us
. . .
22 Tuesday Jun 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
will e’er there be
a place remembered –
a touch I defended
long past goodbye
a breath
unafraid
this becoming to rent
this wondrous remission
of time
will e’er I know
what words could not bear
what lies would not keep
from the truth
a vow made to shadow
and brushed onto skin –
felt by the moon
by the stars
one more day
. . .
19 Wednesday May 2021
time is but a careless lover
longing left
beneath the skin
pretty words
are proof of nothing –
destinies let loose
again
breath
resolved to indecision
– forsaken every want to feel
a choice to go
a need to linger
futures spent
in standing still
soundless cries
as silence whispers –
to ease the hurt
once feared the heart
mourning comes to steal forever
left to chance
the sweetest part
would the calm delay
my going –
ten thousand lives
before we end
time is but a careless lover –
longing trapped
beneath my skin
. . .
23 Tuesday Jun 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
beginning, life, light, love, remembered home, surrender, the way, time, trust, understanding
tis all I have –
a damaged heart
this story of beginning
a map I drew
one Sunday afternoon
tis only this
sweet recompense
for all you have
to bring
as comfort to a
journey not yet done
but on our way –
let me be
the truth
of which you sing
. . .
05 Tuesday May 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
Tags
beginning, destiny, journey, knowing what I know, living, longing, love, memory, mystery, nature, promise, soul, spirit, time, travel, truth
there’s an field
beyond our seeking –
a place where we belong
the life we dreamed
no less
for living
another one
there’s a want
beyond the waking –
of winter wheat
and purple sword
where longing flows
the sweetest honey –
yet not
with words
there’s a silence
to all that matters
lest we grieve
for signs we missed
a truth we cannot speak of –
a promise
or a kiss
there’s a moment
I’ve heard tell –
blinding sunlight
of time displaced –
where love begins again
as always
from a memory
retraced
. . .
03 Tuesday Mar 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
Tags
beginning, free will, home, life, love, memory, nature, reincarnation, reminders, spirit, surrender, truth
rivers
remember
their way to the sea
swallows by memory
come home
across each beginning
to a time
without name –
how sweet each surrender
to places unknown
backward and onward
upward
set free –
ten thousand lives
to recall
mercy is taken
when all else is lost –
grace in desire
to fall
the edge of forever
but a journey began –
willing our way
to return
stars without memory
of a wish
spoke aloud –
long before night
thought to burn
. . .
29 Thursday Aug 2019
bury me
beside the place
where once returned
a world apart
sever not
this longing –
this sorrow
from my heart
moments meld
to others –
as ashes into tears
the long way back
forgotten now
as memory
to years
another day
a wiser sun –
where shadows gathered
’round
was evermore
a promise made
– as whispers
without sound
. . .
12 Tuesday Feb 2019
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
words neglect
the heart of me –
a river without pen
nights I curse
at shadows –
as verses to begin
denied the trust
of long ago
warmth against my breast
solace seeks surrender
in a moment unconfessed
the ways become
of somewhere else –
days rolled long between
from a place deserted
where we are –
words don’t mean
a thing
. . .
19 Monday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
beginning, breath, death, dreams, dust, home, love, rambling, sometimes, time, truth, what I do best, wondering, writing in the dark
as once I knew
this time would be
as years too short
would circle round
from days
tho long
no longer count
I wonder still
what I shall miss
when words o mine
for none exist
for one more april
shower sweet
another warm july
will tears befall
when leaving comes
for one more this
the rest undone
as lips grown silent
wait again
the taste of wine –
of summer sun
warming verse
upon my brow
love
where love began
what future place
awaits me now
each dream –
a time
by time displaced
for one more
one more everything
another life
by moments held
somewhere filled
by years the same
as these
I feel are passing
a fleeting bliss
how much of all
I love will miss
the warmest tide
against my feet
a blanket spread
of stars
a hand
so certain
thread with mine
another dream
some other
time
. . .
24 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
when time is surrendered
to altars of grace –
I will smiling remember
the light
of your face
the ease of permission
as shadows to fall –
allowing one winter
when spring
came to call
as futures rehearsed
o’er a lifetime or two –
only joy in returning
to the memory
of you
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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