all i knew ~
24 Tuesday Jan 2023
24 Tuesday Jan 2023
05 Thursday Jan 2023
Posted Poetry
inhad I choice
of how life ends –
where destinies align
would someone write your name
with bits of mine
how far from then
this poet dreamed
with words
the heart might hear
of angels resurrected
for moments
here
could be no everafter
longing for these days
no paradise
could e’er suffice
to loving you
this way
had i choice
of heavens
a place
I’m sworn to be
some other dream
I dreamed
you’d come
for me
had I choice
of how life ends –
a version of the rest
I’d best believe
our destinies aligned
that gods were
having coffee –
one day amid the clouds
when someone wrote your name
with bits of mine
. . .
05 Thursday Jan 2023
i want a white dress
a red painted wagon
a tractor i can’t drive
but i can watch
you from the window
of a dream
no one noticed
growing from weeds
constellations
in your eyes
i want a sunset
tennessee
or alabama
it don’t matter
to the roads
that brought us home
i want a white dress
a red painted wagon
a tractor
i can’t drive
but i can watch
you from the window
of a dream
. . .
07 Wednesday Dec 2022
of ways
I still remember
how it was
to hold you near
though time has passed
and left no scar
at all
winds are blowing
how I love
the song they hesitate
names I spoke aloud
I speak again
leave to me
the everything –
of all I’ve known to love
let the years
forget not long –
the path
we came
for getting on
. . .
07 Monday Nov 2022
26 Wednesday Oct 2022
for this moment
i traveled –
with rocks in my shoes
fate unrelenting
a path stretched before
to find you
remembered
a love still to learn
as the barn
stood ten thousand days more
for this
i was tempted
in this i found grace
as witness to heaven –
is all that i know
what was come of a promise
to wait
for you here
as saved from my birth
to be written
below
fell from the ethers
to altar my way
stolen from dreams –
my reluctance
to move
forward and backward
as cedars bent low
a kiss
awaiting memories
of you
. . .
12 Monday Sep 2022
Posted Poetry
inTags
another day, by home another way, destiny, grace, heaven here, home, life, love, memory, nature, time
am thankful
for the spaces –
tender places
call me home –
to paths beyond my seeking
didn’t need a map
to know
where you were
e’er you wanted love from me
as grace prepared
another life
another time to be
a pause
within the aching
hands to fit just so
tell me where the story
was gone wrong –
take me back
take me
where the river crowds
the trees –
wait for me a map
draw your memory
to me
. . .
23 Tuesday Aug 2022
from time to time
the ease at which i love
becomes a curse
weeds grown up
claim the best of me
a heart at once forgiving
the ache of destinies
a moment of allowance –
beyond the reach
of need
i wait
without regard
for how you wear your shirt
colors not yet made
to match your eyes
i wait
in silent disbelief
of things i dare not change
the way your fingers
wrap the world
in mine
. . .
29 Wednesday Jun 2022
Posted Poetry
inTags
destiny, I don't like roses;nature, life, love, mystery, spirit, wild, wilderness, woman
she wasn’t meant
for roses
no ordinary bloom
could spare the vine
so intertwined
with wild and wanting
roots
sometimes a weed
of twisted lace
is all she desires to be
a rare bouquet
of everything –
a garden growing free
beyond the need
for crimson
ruby reds and pinks
a shade of honeysuckle
seldom bleeds
she wasn’t meant
for roses
edges so defined
a mystery –
of tangled leaf
by love
left unconfined
. . .
29 Sunday May 2022
i wasn’t meant
for waiting –
another sun
some other life
never raced ahead
to find the end
where I began
tis all for me
this mystery
of now
and here we are
floating on an
ancient emerald sea
touching
barely touching
your voice above the tide
fingers tangled
warmth around my own
whispers of direction
as rivers
you are come
back to this –
sweet memory
all I know
of home
. . .
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