recalled to me ~

26 Thursday Mar 2015

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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, fearless, forgiveness, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, poetry, reason, seeing in the dark, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, woman

the wind
yet remembers
the weight of my willing
another I was
but a girl – only ten
crickets and
tadpoles
blackberry winters
barefoot as
lifetimes
recalled to me then

spirits
carry me
home by the river
out past the waiting
once promised
for us
a truth
undecided
as roads without name
an echo of someone
I used to be –
loved

. . .

pull ~

25 Wednesday Mar 2015

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bliss, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, grace, gravel roads, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, spirit, truth, wandering

a swirling retreat
of maple and elm –
raven
rooster
and dove
a soft downy promise
is swept to my heart
a whisper
of somewhere
just beyond flight
where I
am you watching
the sweet pull
of leaves
spun into wind
by my love
for you there

. . .

trusted ~

24 Tuesday Mar 2015

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bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, restless, sometimes, spirit, strength, understanding, woman, wonder

sometimes
I awake
in the still sweat
of night
– called from my sleep
by your voice
as love softly spoken
echoes somehow
to fill every shadow
– the long miles
between

as memory wills
truth unto silence
an ache
sworn to listen
lest slumber return
as darkness
to squander
the courage of morning –
a soul never trusted
to dream

. . .

promises ~

20 Friday Mar 2015

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bliss, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, southern, spirit, truth, value

failing now
the chilly grip
of cold
the winter fingers
are warmed to life
by memories of spring
a blushing pink
umbrella
is refuge for the worn
while orchards wait
the hum of honeybees
nature wills
the letting go
with promises of time
as black
the berry wakes
beside the thorn

. . .

Author’s Note: The telling of Spring is everywhere this week. Just yesterday I pulled to the roadside and counted 24 deer in the field near my house. Sunlight sits in pools where ice has only recently melted, as babies remember the way back to places they’ve never been. *sigh*

. . .

another we ~

14 Saturday Mar 2015

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bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, spirit, strength, truth, understanding

I’m the path
where least expected
you found your way
to home
trees the shade
of summer –
breath the same as wind
framed a certain
dreamer
starlight in my hair
to know
as you were knowing me
again

the best
of times
returning us
as cold hard earth beneath
the place you lay
your head
I keep my heart
pressed against the places
still as you were then
finding in a memory
another we
begin

. . .

leaves of marigold ~

05 Thursday Mar 2015

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bliss, breath, destiny, faith, fearless, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, passion, reason, southern, spirit, wisdom, wonder

graces
drift a winter home
snowflakes dance about
caught in ancient webs
of holding on
a lover’s breath
reminds the earth
of hope – a sweeter spring
familiar lust
as blossoms yet asleep
wrapped in leaves
of marigold –
november warned about
a sudden chill
and paths of
silent white

. . .

loves me ~

02 Monday Mar 2015

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becoming, bliss, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, fearless, grace, home, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, sometimes, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering

echoes
of once a voice
I cherished –
proof that he was
more than words
to a page
ink
where my wishes
dried into others
nights where I fit
a pillow to lay
dreams
of beginning –
a poem relearned –
softly to falling
as whisper
to light

. . .

beyond ~

20 Friday Feb 2015

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bliss, breath, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, restless, soul touch, time, wander

beyond the pale
of once remembered –
beyond the reach of eager hands
time is worn
against our longing –
strained the heart
to understand

beyond the glow
of one more season –
one more everafter here
reason bears
the weight of waiting –
names and places
folded near

. . .

this way ~

18 Wednesday Feb 2015

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bliss, home, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom

within the first
of breath was word
love became the essence light
where once you held me
(hold me still)
hands and hearts
entwined
as lotus leaves
and all I see –
are wings where we
the wind stood still
holding me
(I hold you now)
within the touch
was once my will

. . .

recall ~

17 Tuesday Feb 2015

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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becoming, bliss, breath, destiny, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, truth, woman

the night
is but one
of these places
where you
remember me well
tho my passing
be sure
and all I recall
is the song
you became –
words
without need
of a sound

laid on my skin
as breath unto light
starlight sits
in promise began
rearranging
the planets –
of venus and mars
lifetimes
when I
was your touch

. . .