strum ~

21 Wednesday Mar 2018

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breath, circle of life, life, love, moments, nature, seasons, soul speak, truth

morning rise

the heart retains
a steady rhythm
cicadas on the glistening lawn –
endearing strum
of ages come to light
branches brushed
against another
starlings into blue
as breath
the winged soul
is given flight

. . .

at once familiar ~

12 Monday Mar 2018

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breath, destiny, dreams, life, love, memory, star crossed, wandering, wish, young love

now and then
I dare remember
all I wanted from the start
a beginning
without ending
a quiet flutter of my heart

it seemed so simple
in the wishing –
one night beneath the stars
as I stood atop the rafters
flanked by jupiter
and mars

without names
or constellation –
but a time to find again
someone come
at once familiar –
warm as blood
beneath my skin

for a moment
I did wonder
of the nights
to pass between
drawing near unto forever –
as a destiny unseen

by a girl
not so different
than ten thousand more
you’ve known
born of want –
another summer
when you made a wish
your own

. . .

bread of letters ~

08 Thursday Mar 2018

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breath, dreams, endearing, fishes and loaves, life, love, poetry, substanance, the gift of word, verse

slowme

I shall make bread
of letters
fill my bowl with verse
loose my fears
on the poetry of saints
forsaken the lure
of hunger
but for rhyme
my stomach burns –
loud enough to dance by
in the dark

. . .

the truth of love’s returning ~

07 Wednesday Mar 2018

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breath, eternal soul, life, love, memory, time, truth, without end

whathavewebecome

you spoke
at length
of choices made
and more to come
with winter’s breath –

of storms
and some dark night
beyond the gale

but I didn’t fear
for what might be –
for days between
and endless

for dreams beyond
the reach of memory

you spoke of tears
and I of mercy
one for one
and all assured
we’d find our way
where there was none

but the truth
of love’s returning

. . .

a lily’s portion ~

05 Monday Mar 2018

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belonging to none, breath, divine, immortal, life, love, nature, reincarnation, sacred intimacy, seasons, soul, time, truth

homeIcome

would e’er I spring
from ashes
another dream to chase –
beyond the veil
where sleeping hearts
embrace

some other world
of mystery
recalls what once was lost
a sweeter kiss
than I could keep –
no matter now
the cost

for grief –
a lily’s portion
shall forgive
what I have done
erasing all I understood
was but for one
I come

a witness
though immortal –
as silence from a sigh
bound to this remembering
– as was fated
so am I

. . .

none shall keep me ~

02 Friday Mar 2018

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breath, love, loving it all, seasons, sorrow, time, to feel deeply

of sorrows
none shall keep me long
or barter me
a choice
a way beneath the branches
weaved of briar
lost beneath
the grieving moon
seeking us
sometimes
pulled beyond
the edges
of a memory forgot
spurns the fading twilight
of every
might have been
names are chiseled deeply
to my soul
where once a secret shared
lights are falling
round
by love
a faint reminder –
of another
great unknown

. . .

eternal ~

13 Tuesday Feb 2018

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breath, courage, eternal life, faith, life, love, mystery, sacred intimacy, seeing in the dark, the memory of touch, truth

memory of touching

beyond the prayer
from which you came
a flicker ~
then a burning flame
beyond the silent struggle
to begin
light was sure
held within
this mystery of breath
eternal as a moment born
ten thousand deaths
as whispers
on an ancient wind
to carry us beyond
the dream
we were ~
the star once wished
upon

. . .

before he was gone ~

05 Monday Feb 2018

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breath, conversation, journey, life, love, soul, spirit, talk a little, time, trust, truth

softly
he spoke about leaving
before he was gone –
of vast empty spaces
he’d wandered alone

she spoke of another
a lifetime away –
of the universe turning
to find them some day

he spoke of intention
haiku and what ifs –
of the ways they had traveled
searching for this

a moment uncharted
by stars on the night –
where she wrote out the heavens
with tender delight

as tears fell –
the first of many she knew
though still they would love –
sworn only to truth

he spoke about leaving
before he was gone –
of a time she would linger
in his memories of home

. . .

hung over ~

31 Wednesday Jan 2018

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awareness, breath, life, love, nature, presence, time, truth

touch

I am the color
of rain
when the rainbow declares –
a bright stripe
of red
to the blue

I am a chorus
of blue jays
brushed into flight –
when life
gives us all
we aspired

I am the taste
of October –
sun on your lips
a place to pull over
when miles
are worn down

I am morning
hung over
the cool breath
of night –
when pulled by the moon
into verse

. . .

returned somehow ~

24 Wednesday Jan 2018

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abundance, assurance, blessings, breath, learning, life, love, memory, time, truth, wealth

snowondust

I was at last
an eager breath –
the scent of snow on dust
a place of nearly nothing
how I felt
when you were gone
going –
which and still
I wonder now
but I’ve returned
somehow
in learning
none are gone away –
the journey
blooms with seeds
from yesterday

. . .

Regardless the journey, we are never lost to love nor us to it. Where we are, it is…….. We carry love; it carries us. Home is a place to which we are always going….a familiar we’ve never forgotten.