I am ~

04 Thursday Oct 2012

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of verses
I can find no place ~
no course of understanding
would still my beat
or bid my breathing slow

nurtured
by my father’s winds
reliving now the promise ~
fell to me
tis something more
I know

tis there beneath
the robin’s wing ~
there atop the rapids
flush with stone
the proof is come to stay

pages
met with pages
lines between the lines ~
would e’er I stand
and will the ground away

breath
as I was opened
face to face
with heaven ~
paradise in everything
I see

bite my tongue
and swell my tears ~
with memory of becoming
a love (as love created)
let there be

of all I know
tis more I feel ~
miracles becoming
stretched beyond the reaches
of our rhyme

of other
places given truth ~
rivers neath me rolling
meet me somewhere
I am now ~
warmed against
the light

…

there to hold ~

03 Wednesday Oct 2012

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becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, nature, passion, reason, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

as one
a wave of ribbons
spooled cross
and down the valley ~
where there with open arms
my spirit danced

as quietly
where none could see ~
held with one to wonder
and swayed beneath
a canopy
of lace

knitted cap
of wren and wasp
layers thick with mayfly
crisp the folding up
to fall in prayer

as soon
by daylight entered
to nurse beneath the rafters
for one more dream
another time to love

fancy this
the reasons come ~
in silence of remembrance
of who I was ~
and what was meant to be

amazed for roads
these hands to carve ~
as poems never written
were stitched into
the highest bough ~
were heaven there to hold

still
within this moment
light surrenders living ~
and breath is broken
somewhere
out beyond ~

the lean into
uncertainty ~
as loosed these fragile fallings
leaves are counting
yesterdays
again

…

surrender me ~

02 Tuesday Oct 2012

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becoming, bliss, breath, cherokee, connection, faith, fearless, grace, life, living, nature, old maps, passion, responsibility, restless, spirit, strength, truth

pour to me
the wonder
that is the forest song
and slip my tired flesh
beneath the boughs
bear me as the winter
gently to the spring
remembered come
the mountains
to me now

spill me
as eternity
against a stretch of sand
as polished to her mirror
were my ways
urge me
to becoming
as one with all I see ~
and rain me from the clouds
another day

refrain ~

30 Sunday Sep 2012

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bliss, cherokee, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, love, mysteries, nature, passion, relationship, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, whispers, wisdom, wonder

above the night
below the dark ~
where wing’eds meet the sky
I sailed with you
(a time or two)
as whispers fluttered by

as strained to be
of mysteries
where here and there
began
to know of life
beyond this life ~
where lovers meet again

a hand to fit
around my own ~
as purpose felt before
when living past
these days shall come
and heed our cry
once more

as tender as a touch
remained
to bring me to this place
would learn anew
of love for you ~
in moments
left to grace

…

into ~

30 Sunday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, fearless, grace, life, living, nature, passion, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wandering

before the wind
had memory –
a mountain rose between
before the set –
we burned
beneath our skin

as messengers
of love’s refrain –
verses without answer
when promised time –
a sweeter thought
became

before the now
was come to this
we swore an oath to follow
stars into
a sacred night
revealed again our place

beyond our sleep
forever dreams
as witness to a moment –
when turned into the light
for which we came

too late
for words
to bind our soul –
sealed within the passing
of life into eternity
silently we go

loyal ~

29 Saturday Sep 2012

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bliss, cherokee, destiny, faith, fearless, love, passion, reason, spirit, star crossed, understanding, wandering, wisdom

if e’er a night
so dark as this ~
and there beyond the window
a single star
stands loyal to the deep
remembered not
the ways I came ~
or skies between to wander ~
was given this
forever ~
a promise still
I keep

…

one night ~

27 Thursday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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becoming, bliss, destiny, forgiveness, grace, life, love, old maps, reason, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

find me here
in closing –
just past the end of time
in sheets of silken shade
your favorite kind

find me
wrapped in ribbons
weaved into your heart ~
dream of me
and wake me
with the dark

shower me with poems
were written long before
when as a boy
you wished for me
one night

come for me
when all the rest
is emptied from your mind ~
when love
is all you have
come to me

…

just the same ~

25 Tuesday Sep 2012

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becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, kentucky, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, truth, understanding, wandering

there you are
watching ~
from the face I remember
with the sun in your eyes
and tears on your smile
trying your best
not to fade at the notion
I know where you are
how you feel
(just the same)

far beyond
this supposing
of some other way
might we choose of the paths
ending here to begin ~
holding far more
than a moment (let go)
and a lifetime
of already come

would fate be decided
by the brush of a hand ~
or a breath
as a warm evening fell
floated with song
once given us word ~
to dance (even now)
on our toes

to know
as I know you ~
undone by surprise
and promised of love
without shame (or regret)
when arms reach
to hold ~ I will remember
(this way)

and eyes never cried
for me yet

…

anyway ~

25 Tuesday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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bliss, grace, gravel roads, life, love, passion, poetry, reason, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering

of all I have known
so few as you are ~
with words
I can’t paint
you (the same)
as a snowflake
in sunlight ~
a warm winter breeze
of a poem you wrote me
one time

how you said
it was nothing ~
no more than a line
you’d found on your way
back to me

a thought
without logical place
to become ~
(don’t think it means more
than you meant it to be)
when given to voice
on my hand

a message of blue
in piecework design
told of place ~
I never had been
walking the day
in the afternoon sun
I was there ~
(did you know)
anyway

a kiss met with two
maybe three at one time
and I knew
(did you know)
what would come of my love
of a verse
strung to word ~
wasn’t much left to say
as hearts fell
to silence (wide open)

hand as by hand
choice of this choice ~
breath when the rest
came apart
(every time)
a willing retelling
the story of you ~
and I without answers
or longing
to rhyme

not so far ~

24 Monday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, breath, dreams, grace, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, sometimes, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

in the space to hold
a story ~
the mystery of days
and for a precious few ~
the rhyme of nights
where tablets laid
of whitest pearl
are reflecting now our sun ~
stones to walk
across the bliss of life

in the dream
we had forgotten ~
where living lies awake
for another day ~
another slumber come
denied the rush to losing
let us sit awhile
with love ~
and worry not what others
might have said

in the silence
where the song is felt
pressed against our music ~
a timid drum
eternally shall keep
in quiet let us listen
to the echo (is our soul)
the welcome home
as always known
(is knowing us again)

in the sigh
released by evermore ~
a name we dare not
mention ~
confession of the best
of all we are
to that which is
(without a place)
would fill us up with longing ~
and find us (when)
the world is fast
asleep

in the one
that is ~
our in between
of breathing and out ~
the truth we wear
needs never proof to be
the light is still
a door unlocked ~
prayers awaiting answer

~ forever
not so far away
we are