26 Saturday Mar 2022
how much of you
a part of me –
sands atop
the floor
as blossoms
where the trees have
burned away
how much of verse
is nothing more
than once
you were
and I
was counted back
in syllables
emptied to a page
folded to
a memory
the lineage of truth
someone said
tho I’ll be damned
if I remember why
the road
was less
the day you left
the sun no longer shines
to fill between
the whispers
rusted oak and flesh
how much I have
surrendered
was your breath
becoming mine
. . .
01 Saturday Jan 2022
Tags
a hand to hold, a name upon my lips, always we begin, belonging to none, home, life, love the only truth, story
for moments
unaccounted –
a lifeline strung along
love awaited
past pretension
not to worry
at your wrongs –
your ways
a plea becoming
words I wait
the night to hear
touch I crave
this one and
only –
you were come
and love was here
in the cool
beneath my pillow
shadows
folded into dawn
moments
time became
illusion
when your touch
became
my song
. . .
30 Wednesday Dec 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
always we begin, and still, belonging to none, grace, life, longing, love, poet, story, time, verse, writing
another sun
will I remember
the weight of words
beneath my bed –
empty pages
grieve the story
verses trapped inside
my head
passions rise
to ink stained fingers
memory met
with practiced hand –
seasons fill
my pen with longing
for life I’m want
to understand
truth is cleft
as will surrendered
stored to cold
my pillow waits –
another time
a chance for taking
as heart to hand
– this silence
aches
. . .
05 Monday Mar 2018
Tags
belonging to none, breath, divine, immortal, life, love, nature, reincarnation, sacred intimacy, seasons, soul, time, truth
would e’er I spring
from ashes
another dream to chase –
beyond the veil
where sleeping hearts
embrace
some other world
of mystery
recalls what once was lost
a sweeter kiss
than I could keep –
no matter now
the cost
for grief –
a lily’s portion
shall forgive
what I have done
erasing all I understood
was but for one
I come
a witness
though immortal –
as silence from a sigh
bound to this remembering
– as was fated
so am I
. . .
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