keepers ~

03 Saturday Aug 2013

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as ever was
surrender waits –
we keepers of the soul
as angels watch
our coming –
let us go

morning spreads
eternal –
in blossoms
‘round the throne
now as then
to learn again –
the ways to lead us
home

how sweetly
our becoming –
another life to love
awaits in shades
of yellow
– buttercup

. . .

slow to come ~

01 Thursday Aug 2013

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forever this
was slow to come –
seasons without measure
tides are rolled
tho somewhere –
sands are dry
light is danced above the waves –
please come home my darling
winds are blowing
verses to the sky

rise and fall
as distance easy –
will is washed away
of lessons – once we feared
the worst to know
sew your heart
inside my sleeve –
promise me to write
death will come
before my letting go

twilight pools
on broken shells
worlds beyond our reach
as tiny white
echoes gone before –
letters left of leaving
will find us here again
learning new –
once familiar shores

. . .

pieces not for barter ~

30 Tuesday Jul 2013

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were memories
becoming this –
pieces not for barter
shall keep to nest
the coldest night we’ve known
guarded not for staying –
we kept inside too long
ancient fires to burn away
ashes from the stone

songbirds weep
for something
lost upon the winds –
music plays
tho I can’t hear a thing
wasted now the wanting –
for all I should have said
– the chill is come
to wrap around
my spring

. . .

covenant ~

26 Friday Jul 2013

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within the reborn
dust of earth –
within these gentle grasses
whispers hide
as secrets gathered all
life begins
anew I find –
most every day awakens
to take my breath
before the evening call

verses read
to soothe the soul –
while memory – her mother
lies awake the night
to hear us breathe
quiet as the covenant
was made
before this passing
prayers are lost
– and still to love
we cleave

. . .

remembered us to dreams ~

21 Sunday Jul 2013

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time has passed
but not for me –
the tower bell still rings
and roses blush
where once you walked
with me

of moments
not so many –
tho lifetimes now it seems
between the touch
of letting go
remembered us to
dreams

I can’t be sure
(I know you know)
I will live again –
for you
echoes fill the loving dawn
as lonely falls
the dew

Author’s Note: Written for two extraordinary women –
both who suffered losses a year ago today.
May you be blessed and may this day
be a celebration of life and love that found its way
to your door. May you live within the hope
for another spring.

. . .

hands i held before ~

16 Tuesday Jul 2013

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if ever
i were asked to give –
of everything i own
were sorrows but for tears –
a garden grown
names repeated quietly
indifference to the night
– of touch
the heart reminded
by failing light

would e’er i know
or e’er i dream –
no cause for letting go
of places
i was meant to love you so
lest ashes blow
or winters grace –
some wreath upon my door
or longing fit
as hands i held
before

would e’er i curse
the sure release –
of moments gathered here
of lives to come
but none as this –
so dear
my knees to bruise
i know they will
i fall most every time
repeating words
of gratefulness –
for all was once
(is ever) mine

. . .

love with leaving ~

16 Tuesday Jul 2013

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. . .

missing
seems the only word
to show for ache
and sorrow
places deeper still
the passing wears
canyons into echoes
speak of love
as one –
oceans swear allegiance
to the rain

lonely
wears a fancy name
as souls in love
with leaving
held the bar much higher
than the heart
captivated
someone else
I thought of once
in parting –
know me now
but never all the way

. . .

arms around the moon ~

15 Monday Jul 2013

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beyond the path
of once begun
what road shall take us home
tho weeds are grown
and wicks have burned away

will wing’eds
go before us
as twilight thru the trees
as secrets brushing soft
against the day

beyond the will
of knowing –
a place of quiet waits
within the glowing
restlessness
of night

magic wraps
her evergreen
arms around the moon
– wonder burns to love
a crimson light

beyond the veil
of questioning –
where presence is unknown
as one we are forever –
let us go

across and through
the wilderness –
to find the ways we loved
were come for us
and in our seeking –
home

. . .

silent strains ~

06 Saturday Jul 2013

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lead me
soft –
this quiet calling
as willing to belong
floats the night
so tenderly
to song

veil of pretense
chords of light –
hands prepared to play
hearts to listen
distant drums
as borders rubbed away

silver green
eternal dawn –
another place I go
sweet the night
to pass between –
awakening
my soul

. . .

one to change it all ~

02 Tuesday Jul 2013

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were our story
without ending –
the road would lead us on
forgotten not the turning
or the fall
reminders of eternity
wink and they’ll be gone
hands to hold –
and one to change
it all

eighty years
or sometimes ten –
a garden loved by thorns
a rusty metal rocker
hides the shade
baskets stained by picking
weeds to bind the fence
bees are telling
every plan
we made

a worn out
sunday prophet –
folds his bible near
tho none can read the name
it used to hold
leather bound by promise –
love would get us through
trees are bending
double
in the cold

I been down
and got back up –
to know
(I know) of love
of seasons undecided
by the light
of passing into paradise
to live beyond these days
gardens yield for tending –
somewhere sweet
tonight

. . .