beyond our knowing ~

14 Thursday Nov 2013

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left me here
the signs of age –
a road already known
the ways
of some
an ancient storm
retold
and I
for one
could never guess
the wisdom
did he carry
would lift us up
some heaven
here
below

scattered ‘bout
these weary days
this plea
for something more
than e’er a place
of rhyme
could keep us fed
learned into
this passion
wherein your name
is writ –
folded fast
each page
upon my bed

sapphire tears
are hiden
by a questioning of light
of fear absolved
by love
I couldn’t say
of where I’d be
when morning found
me watching
for a sign
when worlds beyond
our knowing –
fall away

. . .

heaven tucked away ~

13 Wednesday Nov 2013

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a place
beyond the golden shade
where once
my love was come
sprouted every april
with the sun
garnered me
a letting go
I never could be sure
of memories
left somewhere
I don’t know

while dreaming there
with all the rest
names I dare not say
are folded
soft to verses –
heaven tucked away
in cedar shifts
with last year’s plans
someone else
I knew
would find this way
so different
for our passing
through

fated by the willing
of one
this heart to hold
a rhyme
for every reason
I’ve become
eternities are wasted
in the waning now
for more –
than this
of us
a memory of home

. . .

all we knew was story ~

11 Monday Nov 2013

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fallen once
the maple chords
of memory beginning
would find
and wrap around us
sweet delight

tenderly
the sacred word
when all we knew
was story –
falling stars
beyond the reach
of night

. . .

even then ~

09 Saturday Nov 2013

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can we ever be sure
of reasons
returned –
or how sweetly
the shape of love can
become
a place we were going
miles past the end
where the road
ran in circles
and we laughed
even then
as we stooped to pick
flowers
we planted the spring
and sat in the shade
of our once
everything

. . .

places I was known ~

08 Friday Nov 2013

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wrote of one Kentucky
one blush
became a bride –
of hills and empty spaces
sketched between

the coming back
to hold you –
in threads of willingness
found me here
believing
in a dream

fell awake
beneath the stars
cut of purple light
names and dates
– places
I was known

startled
as a winter lark
backwards through
a storm
silence
finds me better
left alone

once before
as surely soon
I’m bound to
understand
the bliss of leaving
home –
to come again

bittersweet
the ache
that has no memory
of loss –
just a feeling
left of blue
Kentucky
winds

. . .

unspent ~

07 Thursday Nov 2013

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of ways
that we are
seems as if
we were meant
for the flaw in our asking
– of longing unspent

so close
to the reaching
was the promise of more
than shadows permitting
this side of the door

moments
tho faded
find meaning in verse
in the same way we started
– as a dance
unrehearsed

exact
from my keeping
some measure of blame
where destines chasing
as willed –
we became

. . .

raindance ~

06 Wednesday Nov 2013

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A solitude emptied
of all that was wanting ~
left us to warm
as graces
to sun.

A place of forgiving
the ways
we had wandered ~
when truth come to find us
the hurting undone.

Would time e’er erase
our seeking of wonder ~
how dear
every measure
of song from the soul.

A lifetime of willing
thoughts
were for touching ~
a heart reminiscing
on stories
untold.

Happiness sits
as dew
on the pasture
bloomed into places
my waking returns ~

A dream without slumber
the flight was so tender ~

would the sin of forgetting
my memory burn.

What sunrise is blushing
beyond this remembrance ~
would cling
to the places
love
still remains.

Light steals my cup
from yesterday’s waiting ~
the breath of forever
smells sweetly
of rain.

. . .

a place I remember ~

05 Tuesday Nov 2013

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were you always
a face in the crowd
someday – a destiny true
a voice on the wind
reminds me again
the place
(I remember)
as you

was our moment
no more than a dream
a kiss at the gate —
(letting go)
we lingered that day
as time slipped away
to truths
we were destined
to know

was our purpose
a blessing (to touch)
faded – a photograph now
of strained black and white
conceded to light –
far more than this world
would allow

was your whisper
the song I would hear —
an echo of longing
out loud
is yesterday gone
(or still holding on)
awaiting
your face –
in a crowd

. . .

leaning in ~

03 Sunday Nov 2013

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of ways
I have not many
but to be
as I was meant
– some solace
to the fallen
I repent

the blessing
come of letting
– the bliss
of leaning in
to places unforgotten
I ascend

to wonder
where
and what might be
– for this
will I return
as colors into maple
rivers burn

remember me
to shadows –
sweetest breath
within the cold
of breaking –
there the beauty
– taking hold

as nothing more
for only this –
such truth
as love revealed
a sigh
within the silence
holds me still

. . .

Author’s Note: Inspired by All Saints Sunday. What remembrance
shall hold you yet? ♥

big enough ~

31 Thursday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling

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stories now
my daddy tells
of times before the better
took us by surprise
and shut our soul
of red clay paths
and old tin lines –
mary heaven
showed us
the ways to home
was not so far
to go

no ringing
of the latest news
no clamor to achieve
candles burned
beside
the feather bed
children wrapped
in babies
held as one to one
blessings come
– wherever
prayers were said

no looking back
or leaving long
another chance –
for nothing
would shake our faith
or move the least
to fall
dirty hands
so tender –
eyes caressed the light
dreams just big
enough –
to hold us all

. . .