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pulse ~

03 Tuesday May 2022

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for a moment
(or a lifetime)
I forgot the way to breathe
the means to speak
I can’t recall
my name
was there before
I heard you
(whisper
me to life)
your fingers on
my pulse
forever (one more
time)
as if it were the only
my name betrayed
your voice
(echoes) of my heart
trapped
beneath your skin
breathed
(a sigh forgotten)
save for this

. . .

translation ~

31 Friday Dec 2021

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roses are sweet
though I can never tell
the point where
essence is lost
table top manners
and looking glass gold
frail as these fingers
to hold

repent me
no longer –
were nothing but skin
succumb to your waiting
again

mystic translation
of who I became –
bartering breath
for sorrow
fate of the faithless
to bow

long stilled
the passion
of summers made sweet –
whispers forgotten
another someday –
muttering madness
secrets to lies

will takes the hunger
away

. . .

dawn without remorse ~

17 Friday Dec 2021

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before the time
unknowing
the end was not the end
but a means of understanding
where healing
might begin

before the rush of waking
one dream
allowed to be –
fell within the promise
of lost eternities

before the will
longing knew
where our paths would lead
thru gardens of allowance
tendered now to seed

was evermore
a place beyond –
dawn without remorse
were skies forgave the heavens
where lovers love
once more

. . .

spirits I have spoken ~

10 Friday Sep 2021

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pressed
into the pages
here my story lies
a sacred bloom
once crimson
sweet perfume
I close my eyes
and once again
rest beneath the boughs
spied upon
by eyes in search
of mine
melody of nature
music of the trees
ancients raise
a silver canopy
to catch the light
surrendered
by ten thousand
dreamed before
spirits I have spoken
here my heart
a blossom as a kiss
resolved –
as dear my own to taste
the fragile scent
of memory
remains

. . .

fade to gray ~

15 Thursday Jul 2021

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come to me
one more time
with scarlet suns and meadows blue
places fair
I move between
as every path returns to you

with questions why
tho who can say –
what remains
of what shall be
familiar song I sang for you
as empty arms
remembered me

shall I return
(you know I will)
as sure the orchids fade to gray
along the wood
where once we loved –
longing bears the rest
away

. . .

secrets to your skin ~

14 Wednesday Jul 2021

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in the pause
of grey November –
bluest feathers
ashes fell
into secrets
I remembered not to tell
lest they soar away
pearly blue
wingeds seeking flight
floating into echoes
all can hear
will another sun
be realized
things I whispered there
written to your skin –
upon your soul
will I remember silence traded
when I’ve forgotten
every word –
will love become
the only voice
I know

. . .

a path beneath the rain ~

09 Friday Jul 2021

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what of this
take it all
make it yours somehow
free my hands
by lightning scored
tho who could trace them now
spare this kiss
that bears your name
your tears –
a summer storm
make of years
a path beneath the rain
close the boxes
turn away
leave this life behind
steal my letters
take the land –
the breath that once
held mine

. . .

silent conversations ~

01 Thursday Jul 2021

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near the end
he wandered –
could scarce remember me
a vanilla shake
then
he’d start to fall
searching for a memory
within a stranger’s face
a picture of a picture
permanence displaced
tho now and then
those liquid eyes
would speak when words were lost
in silent conversations
we’d say it all –
the best of best
a world made right
love –
and there’d we stay
wrapped within the moment
of ten thousand
sweeter days
I’d whisper
as he fell in love
with a voice he knew by heart
arms that reached
to find him –
with every precious
start

. . .

Author’s Note: In the months before my daddy passed, there would be days when I visited – days when he didn’t know me. Yet, he would allow me there, watching my hands as I touched him, my mouth as I spoke…… I’ve often said that every girl should be allowed at least one moment when their father falls in love with them. ❤ And here, we stay.