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uneven whispers ~

09 Saturday Jul 2022

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closer now to heaven than the stars, love, nature, promise, time, whispers, words

another day –
a current slower
than the years
have washed away
I used to wade
from here to heaven
seeking signs –
a cause to stay
for a lifetime
I was patient
pulling starlight
from my hair
came a night
you sought to dream
and found me there
a slower breath
uneven whispers
floating soft above
the foam
you were my
one consolation
when there was
nothing more
to know

. . .

evidence ~

18 Wednesday May 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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closer now to heaven than the stars, grace, life, love, remembered home, time, truth

lest that you
remember –
how it was
here in my arms
poetry spilled over
from the past
gleaming like a river
slicing through the pines
choose
as you were choosing
let or beg me stay
fill my cup
with everything you lack

were that
circumstance
be all I ever asked
a place to fall
kinder hurts to grieve
when every vow is spoken
will you believe me
then –
how I came for you
evidence
surviving –
as distant was the life
we chose to leave

. . .

beneath a sky of ancients ~

19 Saturday Feb 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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closer now to heaven than the stars, courage, destiny, fate, home, love, memory, stars

come to me
to the fringe of dusk
when all I’ve known
is the way
to you –
where ne’er regret
is welcomed –
the velvet of his brow
his penchant
to distract
from all that matters
now

come to me
lay with me –
beneath a sky of ancients
lovers undecided
every one
breathe in me your story
grant my heart
the map –
faded lines
let these fingers bleed

come to me
a memory
come to me afraid
as proof of my good fortune
you might be
near as dawn approaches
with but a sigh
between
the shadow where you waited
come to me

. . .

translation ~

31 Friday Dec 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality

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a light on the porch, all I really know, almost always, and still, beyond the dark, breath, close enough to touch, closer now to heaven than the stars, do you remember, love

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

. . .

the search of constellations ~

02 Thursday Sep 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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beauty, closer now to heaven than the stars, death, faith, fear, freedom, life, mystery, nature, release, sorrow, truth

had time
herself delayed
for to listen as my love
what freedoms come
to swallow up your fears
release as I
once promised
wings returned to flight
a dark
beyond the search
of constellations
wishes falling round
denied a place
to keep
ashes white with snow
adorn the path
had time delayed
forever –
one minute more
for me
wherever now my wings
are sworn to reach

. . .

all for you ~

17 Tuesday Aug 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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closer now to heaven than the stars, constellations, heart, life, love, smiles, song, soul memory

there is breath
when slumber takes me –
dreams beyond
this dream
constellations
riddled by the night
there are stars
where nothing glitters
but for memory
of blue –
another time
my wishes all for you
there are words
where none are needed
tracks upon my skin
poetry deciding me
to fate
shadows
where the window sits
open to the sun
touch to fill
the silence
before the morning
comes

. . .

how we live ~

22 Thursday Jul 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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closer now to heaven than the stars, destinies, endearing comes the day, fate, love, one more sun, seasons, time, truth

there were days
now lost to counting
changed the course
for years beyond –
rectified a fault in living
tattered page
I’d written on

moonlight shimmers
past the dawn –
becomes another day
dreams evolve into each other –
free this trusting heart
to wait

were my fate
but one decision –
to see you there
and let you go
destinies are never easy
– how we live
with all we know

. . .

thief ~

10 Thursday Jun 2021

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closer now to heaven than the stars, destiny, gifts, love, risk, seasons, time, truth

for the briefest
of breaths –
soul is the same
as slipped across ages
and spread to a page –
an ending made simple
a vow sure to break
was call to remember
a dream come awake –
unspoken tomorrows
by promise undone
a thief of transgressions
forbidden by none
I shall live
with the learning –
and cling to the bar
was lifted by love
gone a little
too far

. . .

touching ~

27 Monday Mar 2017

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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closer now to heaven than the stars, home another way, life, love, nature, sacred intimacy, seasons, time, trust, understanding

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in pools
of understanding
our past
indifference weighs
denied the fleeting
burden
of goodbye
branches stretch
where touching
one another –
we begin
to taste the sea
in colors
of the sky

. . .

the good silver ~

17 Thursday Jul 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Rambling

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bliss, closer now to heaven than the stars, conscious consciousness, faith, family, fearless, grace, gravel roads, home, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, southern, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, value, wealth, wisdom

Not long ago, I was talking to someone who was considering a move. Eventually the conversation circled to a subject I was trying to avoid – a wondering about ‘where are you going to put all your stuff?’ The person I was talking with is from a different generation, one accustomed to formal living and dining rooms (a piano nobody played). The thought of moving from a house to apartment was agonizing for her, but my gut can’t help but wonder, ‘if you aren’t using two of the rooms you have now, how much will it really hurt? Maybe someone will actually sit on that twenty year old sofa.’ 😉faces

But it got me to thinking (as I surely do) about the things we keep, and how tightly we wind ourselves with preconceived notions of what is right, wrong, or remotely acceptable.

Last year, a friend asked, ‘what color are your dishes?’ I think she was wanting to embroider some dishtowels for me, or something similar. My response likely caught her by surprise, ‘it depends on which one is on top’. Matching dishes seems as logical as ‘the good silver’ or ‘the guest towels’. If you need a towel, take whatever you’d like. My personal favorite is one I took from the Embassy Suites in Boston some fifteen years ago. What matters to me is that I like it. Coffee cups? I have a few that match (in case anyone who is into that type of stuff comes by), but generally, I have a shelf of my favorites. One of the things that makes them such is the fact that they don’t match.

One has been cracked and put back together almost as many times as I have.

I can’t believe we need that many rules to live. In fact, if we love, I’m convinced the rest somehow works itself out.

letmehereI sometimes drive with the windows down (even in winter), and I love pepper on cantaloupe. I don’t wear white sandals (before or after Easter), and can’t recall ever a time I bought shoes to match a dress. Barefoot seems to work with almost everything I love, and if it doesn’t, well, I have no problem figuring out which feels the most right.

In fact, I’m hoping to get rid of a few suits in my closet this weekend. It’s possible I might need them again, but I’m more concerned that some well-meaning soul will bury me in one someday.

My students worry over whether it’s best to have a two page or a three page resume. The answer isn’t so hard – whatever works. The same goes for our lives. I find it funny that most people gum up their lives with concern over what to serve for dinner, rather than an understanding that it is quite possibly the least important thing. To be honest, some of the best meals I’ve had were sitting on the back tailgate of a pick-up truck, or pulled from a wire coat hanger hung over a roaring fire. The rules for decorum and style were the absolute last thing considered.

The rich never had it so sweet.

As with all of my ‘best’ memories and moments, there’s one common theme – love. When love was/is the most important thing, I’m most comfortable, even if means trading fine linens for cheap paper towels. Maybe (for me), truth resides in something far deeper than pockets.cc3985_a41f3ac97a0b25296b22e5cd99f01719_jpg_srz_570_393_85_22_0_50_1_20_0

Along the same lines, I’ll readily admit that I’m a less than perfect housekeeper. But if someone is visiting to see my house, I’d prefer they be so offended they never return. If there are crumbs on the counter, I’ve found an amazing remedy – turn off the lights and go to the porch.

There’s always room for the stars.

. . .

of ways I’ve known
worn down by years –
and promises of time
to bring me home
the long way back –
don’t need a map to know

the cool of dirt
beneath my feet –
rains to wash me clean
night birds sing to silence
swells beneath
the bone

. . .

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