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things I might have changed ~

03 Monday Dec 2018

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belonging

for another day
a lifetime rent –
for wishes undenied
one last kiss –
one verse upon my brow
too many more
than I endured
to save for any less –
the way I came
much sweeter than before

I only dreamed
to finish here –
until the dying came
until my waiting freed
one more goodbye
– will then I dare
remembrance
of things I might have changed
had winter passed
with not so harsh
a claim

. . .

whispers of remember ~

17 Friday Aug 2018

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tellme

there are whispers
of remember
in the gentle tide of leaves –
a dancing of the trees
beneath an august night
as feathers sweeping skyward
on wings of sacred light

there are songs
and there are moments
from which our songs are weaved
– music held together
by the stars

lovers wrapped in make believe
waking with the dawn –
wishes born of loving
falling down

story still becoming
the vessel meant for dreams
verses where a forest grieves
with plans to get us back
into the heart
where love remains
the source of everything

. . .

made easy by the night ~

08 Wednesday Aug 2018

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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)

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something I forgot to tell ~

06 Wednesday Jun 2018

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bettlerrucken ridge

it’s not so brutal
to remember –
not a distance yet to go
I close my eyes
and for a moment –
all I’ve loved
is all I know

it’s not the dream
that keeps me dreaming –
nor a prayer
when I’m alone
it’s not the days
I know will dwindle
til the stars
recall me home

something more
is meant for sharing
something I forgot to tell
how the mountains
sense our pleasure –
higher still
when loved we
well

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