had i the words
more i could say
that would break to your heart
the ways that i love
the ways
i would travel
ten thousand years more
to lay by your side
in the dirt
. . .
that i love ~
23 Monday Jan 2023
Tag Archives: distance
whatever fate is come ~
10 Monday Oct 2022
wherever time
is taken us –
whatever fate is come
revealing
destination
in your eyes
i see anew
a way i thought
forgotten to my soul
a path no longer shaded
i allow
a letting be
where silence
was distances perceived
a dawn most surely
gone –
is burning now
. . .
distances too fragile ~
09 Tuesday Aug 2022
Posted in Poetry
she held winter
in her apron –
snowflakes on a string
a touch of something
magic
she restored
seeds of revolution
weary wicked vine –
she bit her lips
whene’er she willed
for more
of distances
too fragile –
love where weeds permit
roses pressed to walls
yesterday
she walked beyond
what made her longing easy –
wanting for another
to wonder why
she came
. . .
evidence the ways ~
12 Friday Nov 2021
Posted in a time for telling, Poetry, spirituality, verse
how much of fate
was mine to choose
evidence the ways
folded maps –
another truth betrayed
how many stars
were broken
from their path across the night
fell as wishes –
one more turn
at life
what of this
I understand –
how much I learn anew
without a moment here
being loved by you
as wishes wait
a time
a place to be
here the same was I
seeking destiny
. . .
unsubstantial ~
27 Wednesday Oct 2021
Tags
always on my way, courage, days, distance, home, journey, life, love, miles, pilgrimage, stars, truth, witness, worth
what longing
might I best defend
as distance
unsubstantial
winding roads
lines across between
rivers
here I left my tears
forests I surrendered
a mile or two
beyond this best I know
time has folded over
the map that is my heart
til nothing
short of silence
feels the same
garnered by permission
to go
as once I came
before the dawn
an ageless earth –
endless virgin seas
countless intersections
stars to see me home
memories
to grace the days
between
. . .
close enough to now ~
09 Monday Aug 2021
had i reason
to remember –
a map that held my name
roads I never traveled
feel the distance
just the same
when lights are low
and you are there
awaiting
my return
i hear your voice
sometimes –
feel your presence
with the dawn
sometimes i swear
you linger in the shadows
of my lawn
a smile
I’ve ne’er forgotten
my kiss still
on your lips
had i something
left to barter –
weathered poetry
writ down
the memory of somewhere
we remain
we are found
beyond the reach of never
close enough to now
waiting still the way
would bring you
home
. . .
distances imagined ~
20 Tuesday Jul 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
Tags
allowance, assurance, differences, distance, imagined, life, love, old maps, place, poetry, red roads, somewhere, space, time
were there destinies
imagined –
without a plan to make
mountains of forgiveness –
emerald seas
longing put to paper
promise writ to skin –
you are but
the home
I’m sworn to be
were there
distances too great
roads not yet paved –
paths forsaken
truth succumbed to seed
miles between
returning
I’ve destroyed every map
til all I have
to carry me is need
. . .
heaven help ~
11 Friday Jun 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
of stars
I have forgotten
– hands
that fit the same
a compass once beholding
set in clay
was given up to rust
and stripped of destiny –
rivers swim
beyond our shores
oceans none can see
there are no maps
of circumstance
heaven help me now
I cannot hear
the night birds
lest they call
fading into forests
becoming one I knew –
a path
between forevers –
a night beyond
the blue
. . . ❤
means ~
13 Thursday May 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
had I means for stopping
a way to end all ways –
a time to stall
to take my fill and leave
untouched by a door
still closing
no backward glance reprieve
had there been but one
surrender
would it have followed me
from the moment
I first noticed –
how stars became your eyes
was there I floated
flailing
the sweetest bird
the darkest skies
had I known
had I noticed
when first tempted into flight
might I have changed
direction –
taken chances
with goodbye
. . .
captive to his dreams ~
05 Friday Mar 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
she takes her poison
after tea –
before her evening shows
she spins around
the kitchen
and wonders
if he knows
how much of her
remains with him
despite the miles between
how much of her
is captive
to his dreams
once she starred
in color
almost every night
he whispered
while the coffee brewed
for he loved to see her smile
she knows the way
she counts the ways –
every stone by heart
as steps beyond the barn
into the dark
naked feet on hardwood
face against the door –
staring down the darkness
with faith in something more
how much of life is taken
by the breath
that bears us home
a name that tastes the same
is ours alone
. . .
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