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once were words ~

12 Monday Oct 2020

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, spirituality, verse

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blessings, life, love, moments, morning, soul remembrance, spirit, time, touch, truth, worth

beyond the first
of lifetimes spent –
spread beneath the cedars
a scratch defies the hour
we were born
for what becomes
of moments held above
the worth of others –
a touch
to free the night
we waited on

hold my name
upon your tongue –
as memory of taste
tie it to a story
none can tell
as well as you –
tho time has eased
into another morning –
where once were words
twas there
I loved you well

. . .

a moment more for me ~

03 Thursday Sep 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality

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blessings, comfort, dreams, home, life, light, loss, love, promise, remembering, spirit, truth

when I’ve forgotten
will you promise
to carry all I love
into another day –
another life

when I’ve let the image go
of the oak
outside my door –
the smell of wood smoke
drifting through the pines

will you carry
will you tarry –
a moment more for me
when I’ve forsaken
every proof
of time

will you reminisce
as I have now –
on places I was loved
on dreams
I hope you dream
enough to find

a place apart
from everything –
a light where there are none
solace in these
memories
of mine

. . .

nothing much to spare ~

31 Monday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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blessings, breath, easy, love, moments, reflection, spirit, storms, time, truth

is this the day
I might have traded
for another life somewhere
cotton sheets
and sunday morning –
with nothing much
to spare

melodies
you played to me
are stretched along the line
as the scent
of summer storms
swirls beneath
the pines

a crooked board
a broken cup –
rings I’ve traced before
moments I was wanting
for another –
so much more

whispers bind
my life of pieces –
and everything is new
hands are fit together
as I’m falling
into you

. . .

crush ~

21 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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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

. . .

verses left undone ~

18 Tuesday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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blessings, closer to heaven than the stars, joy, life, love, poetry, seasons, starting now, treasure, voice, witness, words, writing

when comes the end
and I’ve no reason
for keeping time
this way –

no choice of words
I might have said
given one more day

no space allowed
no higher road –
than this already run

when comes the dawn
I’m without rhyme
– verses
left undone

what then shall I
when without voice –
tell of love I knew

what words will I
surrender –
when I remember you

. . .

small –

07 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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a time for telling, abundance, blessings, circle of life, closer to home, divine truth, family, love

As I was looking for something else today, I happened upon this photo….and the quote, “life isn’t a station to arrive at, but a means by which we travel” came to mind.

Though it surely seemed like many miles from granny and grampa’s house to the store, it wasn’t at all. Let us forever remember the little things as big….life as way more than we expected. The picture – little steve, sis, and hannah making the trek back to the store from granny’s…..remembering for me a path they never realized was so blessed. ❤

suffered by the rain ~

23 Thursday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized

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abundance, blessings, grace, life, love, rain, reflection, sometimes, soul memory, understanding

sundayme

sometimes sweet
oft times bitter –
the taste of yesterdays
but true to love
the worth of either
has filled my troubled heart
with grace

there are no lines
nor rivers swiftly
suffered by the rain
no griefs have I without confessing
everything to gain

let me live
or let me gather
all tis mine or thought for once –
let me pass beyond this slumber
but leave to memory
the whole of us

. . .

long to wait ~

17 Friday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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blessings, faith, life, love, memory, soul work, spirit, time, trust, worth the wait

alittlelife

what gifts
the heart surrenders
at the first faint light
of love
come heavy now
the courage to receive
blessing wherein longing eyes
sight where once was none
windows open
all night long to leave
but for a promise
life remains –
to warm the way
the path we’ve sewn
let me know how long to wait
to leave the coffee on

. . .

memory of light ~

14 Tuesday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

blessings, carry me sweetly, closer still, home, life, lifetimes, love, memory, seasons, sometimes, stars, trust, truth

gathered mine

as witness I was
to the place we were started
to a place in the grass
once we lay
crushed by the stars
ten thousand years older –
than once I was your
faraway

once was a dream
you spoke of it often –
gave it a name
I adore
how is it now
I’ve replaced every window
and hung up my heart
by the door

carry me now
think of me sweetly –
as a soft silhouette on the night
saved to a moment
with all we’ve forgotten –
love seeking truth –
in the memory
of light

. . .

all I believe ~

08 Wednesday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

blessings, gifts, just this, life, love, nature, personal, sweet, time, truth

take me home

deeper than scarlet
breathlessly red –
another sunrise
to remind me

of a path
undecided
who I’ve become –
given to life
recklessly

silver green spears
rip through the roof –
shaken by
all I believe

rivers displaced
by the burden of sorrow
as buckets pour blue
off the trees

. . .

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