darling ~

18 Friday Jan 2013

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diamonds rip
the rafters –
and let the sparrows in
muddy straw
and no one saw me there
trading stories
one more time
of who we were before
led us now to riches
a sky of royal flame –

daffodils of ancient lore
by others I was known –
a line was drawn
between eternities
written down
to virgin sands –
washed beneath the flood
ages bent to stolen
reverie

deeper there
the river swelled
darling of the forest
sang the day to sleep
most every night –
swam within the milky way
and wondered where I’d be
building nests
and pressed against
the sky

topaz ~

16 Wednesday Jan 2013

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help me
to give you
the music of making
more than one sunrise
more than one
song

leaves
the color
of jasper and topaz
bloody red color of choice
as I was
written to sunsets
before

painted to circles
and splashes of light
outside the lines
remained
of the heart

chased as a feeling
from shadow
to shade
cooled in the places
you are

favored companion
white linen tapers –
a wind of a whisper
somewhere

fearless to fly
past the edge
of remember
confession of colors –

tis the only
we dream

seventh sun ~

11 Friday Jan 2013

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come
the lights are fading –
last year’s hay is in the barn
lines are drawn
and still I grieve
the comfort
of your arms

come
while yet
the lantern glows
yellow on the fields
rest your heart
against this lowly one

I won’t ask
the reasons –
goodbye was not for long
awaited me a season –
just as strong

as we tarried
with beginning
making moments of our past
forgotten every ending
we had planned

who’s afraid
of dying
when living rides
the fence –
where stillness blows
from long ago
the same

come
the church bells ringing
as they were
for yesterday
we worried for our passions –
debts to pay

stay
but for a lifetime
lest moths consume
the flame
– or ashes
quell the silence –
to wonder why
we came

mercury
is rising
constellations
crowding now
ribbons tied by living –
weave me into you
somehow

one to break ~

10 Thursday Jan 2013

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if e’er the time
of compromise
or choice
I couldn’t make
to cut into the petal
for the robin’s sake

as pardon for the mayfly
a summer more
in sleep
gathered not to locust
seven deep

tis not my way
for choosing
the perfume o’er
the fin
feathers – which to fly
and which to swoon

glories seem to find a way
when all the rest
have died
to fashion of a web
tho not of gloom

were one to break
I surely would
for grief of places gone
as Friday
mourns the Monday
all week long

as fields
denied the flower
remember her always
purple dress
and swaying with the breeze

consequence
of letting go
the universe allows
but who shall know
of choices
I am none

were e’er the time
be written
for one more breath or bud
take of me
and let the seeds
burst red with love
divine

. . .

and mandolins ~

10 Thursday Jan 2013

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build a nest
above my door
and I won’t make you move
already there
is family on the porch
feathered friends
and mandolins
breast to breast
to stone –
twilight takes
whatever
I confess

stitch a coat
from verses wrote –
letters to the trees
are lying now in wait
beneath my bed
sealed with ruby smudges
such a perfect shade
of kiss –
willed to rhyme
made silent by a sigh

. . .

gypsy ~

07 Monday Jan 2013

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evermore pauses
light glistens on the
sapphire skin of oceans
wings at half mast
crescendo of wonder
pulled through the waves
as clouds split apart
by their falling –
lightning flows
in black gypsy gowns
night torn in two
by a flame

. . .

pieces of eternity ~

07 Monday Jan 2013

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was a while
before the setting
remembered by the moon
as flame the night ablaze
within the chill –
chatter of a crooked porch
swayed beneath the tin
where pieces of eternity –
were moments
standing still

bury me
I heard them say
I wonder did they know
the time would soon be coming
to obey
promise never meant to keep
passions here for long
sealed within the fluttering
of words we couldn’t say

names the same
as numbers
dates not far between
the starting out for places
never known
letters meant for someone else
are chiseled to the bark
fields of autumn dancers –
wave me home

silence I’ve committed
every thought to memory –
delight me now
the blossom of the soul
brush of ancient laurels
weaved into a crown
bury me –
the coming back
I won’t have far to go

. . .

falling forward ~

06 Sunday Jan 2013

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fragrant
each becoming to the earth –
where once was died
pain of falling forward
into bliss
still the tender bower
of an ever-lasting love
wishes mine eternal
to exist

as breath aware
of something more
rushing through the trees
sweet perfume
of wildest muscadine
wisdom of the weakest
stories passing on –
wills the heart remember
every time

the soul was full
as light so bright
betrayed our sense of loss
held beyond the moment
of goodbye
wrapped in sheets
of wilderness –
tempted by the stars
dare I dream
and never question why

the flowers bloom
unnoticed –
the mockingbird to lust
as wonder wakes
unwilling to forget
tells the story just begun
life beyond this dream –
love is light becoming
bliss awaiting yet

. . .

as you were dreaming ~

05 Saturday Jan 2013

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angels come
as flight to find
eager to my heaven
silken feathers
whispering a dream
swelled within the beauty
of lonesome lullabys
comes when still
my eyes are closed
in sleep

tell me then
of faraways –
a memory I’m missing
fingers float
across my violin
voices of ten thousand
ancient choirs now ascending
tiptoe as the light
where night
has been

measured sway
of hands to time –
sacred truth awaking
escaped from once
we were –
already one
signs along the journey
will to understand
dreamed
as you were dreaming me –
angels we become

. . .