broken cups ~

31 Friday May 2013

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it seems
(you know)
you knew me then
tho some might say
I’ve changed
made softer
by the coming back –
by passions rearranged

the same dark eyes
where laughter sits
how many moons (forgave)
to wonder where
the time has gone –
with every secret saved

a dream or more
forgotten (you
were taking them somewhere)
I wake to worlds
unknown to word –
with whispers in my hair

as petals scattered
o’er the bed –
gypsy moths conceive
(windows needing washing)
– a love to let
believe

destiny
of broken cups –
just (one more) passing through
mysteries return me (still)
as feeling –
(once you knew)

. . .

one to the map ~

30 Thursday May 2013

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leave me the scars
the telling of trials
a time on the pastures beyond
a quarter of worry
a half cup of whiskey
and someone who knows
the ways I have come
surrenders my name
without e’er a thought
for keeping my best
together tonight
graces retracing me
might I belong
as one to the map
was ink to your hands

. . .

all I have ~

29 Wednesday May 2013

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of winter still
the summer dreams
of nights in softest flannel
whispers folded secrets
warmed below

lazy morning shadows
said – I will again
take of these
my everything
of all I have to bloom

breathless
wakes the golden –
pressing down the dawn
clinging to a blossom
with memory
of snow

. . .

so easy ~

29 Wednesday May 2013

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in the space
where forever
took more
than a life –
hello seemed so easy
let go

a memory parsed
into measures of grey
hymns to a page
without word
were one to remember
a moment so sweet
as pulled
from the books
where history made

places to touch
now and then
even so –
like a spot
in the wood
surrendered to sound
– leaves speak a language
their own

knew us somehow
as a face
without name
eyes without cause
to recall
why we came

or silence beheld
in the space
of goodbye –
forever took more
than hello

. . .

color my dreams ~

28 Tuesday May 2013

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I’ve heard talk
of endless black canyons
carved of the places
venus took mars –

longing to reach
every touch yet becoming
more than a thought –
more
than we are

how could you know
of the color –
my dreams
or how far the journey
from branches
to bough

the strangest familiar
the lights
brighter shining
a course neath the cover
of fathers ten more

a drink –
made of laughter
our spinning around
left dizzy by song
we sang
until death

as the memory
of some other star
we let burn
no different now
than a moment set free
by the giving of name
to a sigh
long ago

became of the still
a place I will go
when the night pours
to canyons –
the colors of you

. . .

burn away ~

26 Sunday May 2013

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summer spares
the sleepy earth
carried as the spring
– was passed one day
between the noon and five
brighter my
illusion
of almost anything
I might have said
last sunday
as goodbye

made worse
for ever giving
what it took so long to say
the fields may burn away
beneath my bed
time has nothing
meant to keep –
begs us love or go
the winds
are sure to find me far
the last –
the best I know

there’s more than ache
in hurting –
more soul within the song
tho no one hears
but me –
don’t make it wrong
leaving left
to one last fate
– one more hold me near
the past is nothing
worth the keeping
here

. . .

such as this ~

25 Saturday May 2013

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beyond this sun
another wakes
with memory of the first
– of ancient moons
made sweeter
by my thirst

beyond this light
a brighter way
than e’er I passed before
is kept awake
– my dreams
of dreaming more

than once again
my love concedes
to plead
my case anew
reminders of a life
before I knew

returned by breath
a kinder truth
than e’er my soul resist
– beginning life
eternal
from moments
such as this

. . .

moments (yet) ~

20 Monday May 2013

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were moments
to awaken –
your voice upon my skin
as secrets
whispered low –
became my light

flush against
the almost life –
of somewhere
love awaiting
hands to touch –
words we lost that day

broken verse
as sunlight traveled –
caught by falling angels
shadows passed
to shadow –
one we’ll be

held aside
for reasons –
longing knows too well
light recalls
the sweetest night
– lifetimes
loving so

. . .

reason to go ~

18 Saturday May 2013

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leaves without color
tho falling the same
are cut thru the light to the heart –
stilled by the comfort
of sorrows unknown –
and others
we carry by name

a little white river
and old woman feet
stories of long ago taking
as fields were to burn –
still lacking in grace
forgiveness
a place –
tho we never knew why

there would come
of our promise
a reason to go –
and miles without knowing
the ways we had come –
watching the sun
til the stars fell between

sheets we let dry
on the ground

. . .

nothing I can say ~

17 Friday May 2013

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how tender
my returning –
a dreamer to the end
narrow ways
go dark
before the dawn
wielded me another truth
story holding still
weary grace
within my silence sits

calm
against the clawing
as ringing now
the bell
tho somewhere I am come
in search of light –
suffering a shadow
raked into the fields –
blazing red in grief
for winter golds

marry me
before I say
will be my last surrender
a garden of intent
is wilted there
cut the vines and lean the fence
near to worlds
of waiting –
as light to pierce
the only name
I wear

. . .