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eternity come ~

23 Friday Oct 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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acceptance, angels, blessings, cherokee, guides, light, love, nature, soul, understanding

Ember2014

red tail
and we won’t be long
for the keeping
fingerless wings
brushed into dawn
by ten thousand
mornings
lifetimes beyond
the promise of heaven
eternity come
as the first boughs
were broken
this measure
of love
as arms to surrender
light from above

. . .

of this ~

23 Sunday Aug 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

acceptance, angels, beauty, bessings, bliss, cherokee, conscious consciousness, grace, living, love, nature, peace, sorrow, soul

onlymine

in the sweet
that is waking
my heart with the dawn
light fills each window
with graces
unknown
to those only sleeping
dreaming of this
dew written soft
to the bible
of home

. . .

remembered to sing ~

09 Saturday May 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Uncategorized

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Tags

bliss, cherokee, faith, fearless, gravel roads, home, knowing, life. rememberance, love, truth, value

whereandyou

breathe
and I forever
shall keep
the song they sang
at my waking –
nestled in flannel
the old grey vine
that strung itself high
at the edge of the night
where waiting
I found
a moment secure
unafraid to begin
as darkness give way
moved by the coming
of morning’s embrace
to hold what was here
remembered
to sing

. . .

the same you loved ~

09 Saturday May 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

becoming, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, truth, understanding, value, wandering

wildflowers

what winters
have you worn away
with rosary and cotton
beneath the fold
where all your secrets lay
of heaven come
one night to find you
standing by my gate
caught between the first to leave
and coming back
to stay

with stories
of your wanderings
beyond the reach of light
with questions of your knowing
where to go
moonlight casts a shadow
on every present tense
would show the way
you knew
to find me home

wrapped in yellow flowers
once the same you loved –
grew along the pasture
a moment
passing through –
remember how
the cedars ached
to block the view of morning
of praying eyes
before the skies
were blue

how many times
have I heard tell
of blossoms in December
beyond the reach
of reason
asleep beneath the snow
flickers bloom
a sweet perfume
of mystery and madness
secrets of all colors
awaiting you
to know

. . .

hymnal of feathers ~

15 Wednesday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling

≈ 8 Comments

Tags

beauty, blessings, breath, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, creation, hearing with the heart, home, knowing, nature, seeing in the dark, southern, touch, truth, unremembered, value, wisdom

showme

will
and I wonder
to places unknown
forgotten the weeds –
my way back to home
a secret
unspoken
by lovers and thieves
echoed by crickets
knees
touching knees
a hymnal
of feathers
as light through the pines
souvenirs left by
the rain
where was I going
who waits the dawn
with promise
of heaven
to love me
again

Author’s Note: I love the woods and I love the shore. A couple of years back, while sitting on my porch, I closed my eyes and raised my face to the sun. But the breeze, he told me something more. In that moment, I noticed the song that is the fluttering of leaves. It is the same as the waves on the shore. I wonder who knew it first, but wonder not at the love that allowed them to share it.

how tender
these blessings of
sapphire and pearl
oceans singing
of leaves

. . .

the last get me back ~

01 Wednesday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

becoming, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, family, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, postmark, spirit, truth, understanding, value, wisdom

whereIamknown

once was
a man
I never did know
my daddy
before
he fell into love
whiskey
and fifty two cards
more than most
a heart split apart
by the last
get me back
to a place
not for keeping
returned me
to find
forever had never
been lost
all that was mattered
to the ways
I had come
without need
for a map
or a star
wished upon

. . .

when you came for me ~

09 Monday Feb 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 20 Comments

Tags

becoming, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, spirit, strength, truth, wandering, wonder

backtome

where was I
when shadows crossed
into the darkest night
whispers held
of one more faraway
a name that knew
no sweeter tongue
than memories to taste

eyes denied
the light of
one more
day

where was I
when you came for me
a snowflake on a breath
of spring
a paler blue
of robin’s egg
held the blossom tender near
as a bud beneath
the sun drenched sky
a wish against
the wing

. . .

east of orion ~

15 Thursday Jan 2015

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

≈ 3 Comments

Tags

becoming, cherokee, connection, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, home, knowing what we know, love, old maps, passion, sacred intimacy, spirit, strength, truth, wandering

here

half past
the time
I thought you were leaving
I saw you
out there
on the night
spinning a fable
from yesterday wishes
held to a shadow
cursed by the light

wraps me in worry
for how
will I find you
watching from somewhere
beyond
east of orion
back o’er my shoulder
– just when
I thought
you had gone

. . .

angel light ~

28 Friday Nov 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 10 Comments

Tags

bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, dreams, grace, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, spirit, truth, value, wandering, wonder

proof

of places
this reminds me
of some other
you were there
do you remember
how the stars
were in my hair
when you lay
in moss beneath the night
was I your angel light
a kiss I keep
reminds me this
of you

. . .

swept ~

05 Wednesday Nov 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 12 Comments

Tags

bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

holdmehere
within the still
where I have found you
ten thousand more
than lives I might
have strained to hear
a distant voice –
speaks to me
at night
sometimes
when shadows form
a sweet caress
and I am swept afar
into the place
was here your story
mine

. . .

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