something more to dream ~

04 Thursday Jul 2013

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across
into
ten million miles
wing’ed lovers fly
eager as the pull
to home –
of once familiar skies

never knew
the way –
never felt the same
was something more to dream
to love
as I was loving you –
every mile between

as memory
committed now –
to feel what is your song
the weathered beat
of rhyme
is versed – equaled
by my own

as thunder
rushed from lightning
falling back in time
the universe has made
a place –
for leaving words
behind

. . .

spark ~

02 Tuesday Jul 2013

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even now
I wish
there were things
that you knew
of places I go
to wander the night
might you see
without sight
like ten thousand before
as spark to the empty –
a star beyond light

as a place
of beginning –
fields standing bare
with will for another
hurt to erase
the memory of ruin
is burdened by grief –
by prayers
never heard –
unspoken to grace

would nature
return
as the first
light was come –
without reason or want
for the falling into
a story awaiting
your hand at the pen
making truth of the darkness
what is seen –
what is knew

. . .

memory of knowing ~

29 Saturday Jun 2013

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in a voice
as soft
my dreams become
a memory of
knowing
tho who can hear –
I speak
not loud enough
swept upon
a whisper – secrets
loosed by living
– song is poured
into the place
I love

. . .

twilight bent ~

25 Tuesday Jun 2013

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as one
to this reminded
the air I lean into
breath where not a one
our last became
silence spills
into the place
senses lent to word
knew me not –
or reasons why
I came

touch
o more than touching
would I recall just when
verses moved
my weary soul to flight
have me not
the wherewithal
to know as I am known –
flowers bloom
within the darkness
light

make of me
the twilight bent
o’er places I am home
rumors of some other mystery
washed upon
these eager sands
shores
no longer mine
remnants of a truth
I’m sworn to be

. . .

unremembered ~

24 Monday Jun 2013

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in pools
of Sunday morning tears
light is bent to will –
souls are met
across this sweet divide
as one to place remembered
how I knew you then
I was lost
and you were at
my side

as longing –
there the winter rests
a lonely twilight grieves
silent as the dew
to wonder how –
eternity returns us
webs of lacey lace
the soul awake for hearing
each whispering of now

of graces
I’ve not many –
but faith to understand
as somewhere still
they wait my coming home
boards worn thru
by worry –
wicks so very low
winds recalled to carry me
by every name
I’m known

. . .

notes where I might find them ~

23 Sunday Jun 2013

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more to me
these rhyming strains
of looking back
to leaving
notes where I might find them
one more day
pressed beneath
a leaning pine –
answers tall around
hands to wrap
as eyes
to plead you
stay

. . .

coral shades ~

20 Thursday Jun 2013

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is there a moment
surely come
when tears no longer fall
with memory of ache
– of days gone by
straight the fleeting arrow
of time is sailed away
and floats to only this
direction home

dried against another
quilts and woolen sheets
married was a smile
to know the way –
evening waits in coral shades
of everything
we know
seasoned by a memory
of tears

. . .

lives before I lived ~

19 Wednesday Jun 2013

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of destiny
I’ve heard them say
another sun shall rise
committed as the sparrow
to remain
balanced on a northern wind
knowing me this way
tho time has passed –
til no one knows
my name

in sheets of iceberg
melting –
lives before I lived
rest against these windows
unafraid
of seasons gone
to blow again –
across and through my soul
reminders of some other
love I know

forgiven me
an early sky
where every star burns blue
destiny rewritten
to my will
beats beneath ten thousand wings
as one among the clouds
names are wrote
and I remember
still

. . .

breath ~

14 Friday Jun 2013

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ultimate midnight
time suspended in a single shooting star
wishful hesitation to caress the shadows
guarded by the yellow clad wing’eds
who sleep in mountain secrets
from summit to summit they resonate
the rhythmic cords that herald dawn
acclaiming the golden sweet power
to blossom hope
from the long dark hours
of meditation

. . .

tumbled down ~

11 Tuesday Jun 2013

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I am a dancer
spun into the trees
fingers born with memory
of the sun

fragile scarlet ribbons
taut beneath the sky
robins wake
to purple lullaby

am I unknown
as tumbled down
from the tallest tree
early now my resting place
to leave

forgotten to the splendor
of breath
against the night
forever finds
a lover
in pieces of the light