tonight ~

20 Thursday Jun 2013

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were fate without reason
might you stay for a while
and read to me pages
once weaved into line
of mystery scored
to the back of your hands
and tenderness written
inside

of miracles felt
to the passing of spring
– petals defined
by the pulling apart –
moments so fleeting
a lifetime I lost
waiting
my breathing
to start

tonight
would you love me
thru the falling back in
with the whispering wonder –
of truth melting skin
a remembrance of always
when the last shade
is drawn

even now –
would you love me
again

. . .

a moment one ~

20 Thursday Jun 2013

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however this decided
were other times I knew
of places come –
as heaven waited for
knew the feel of falling
soft against the moon
of nights –
another breath
we shared before

grieve for me
stay with me
dream and I shall find
the place where once your
tired body lay
flush against my longing
two of us no more
a moment one –
as forever
fell away

. . .

lives before I lived ~

19 Wednesday Jun 2013

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of destiny
I’ve heard them say
another sun shall rise
committed as the sparrow
to remain
balanced on a northern wind
knowing me this way
tho time has passed –
til no one knows
my name

in sheets of iceberg
melting –
lives before I lived
rest against these windows
unafraid
of seasons gone
to blow again –
across and through my soul
reminders of some other
love I know

forgiven me
an early sky
where every star burns blue
destiny rewritten
to my will
beats beneath ten thousand wings
as one among the clouds
names are wrote
and I remember
still

. . .

these fields ~

18 Tuesday Jun 2013

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these fields
have been my saving grace
how long
from waking stirred
to blur the lacey edges
come of sleep
will carry me
a lifetime more
than crystal stems
and longing
beyond the velvet echoes
of goodbye

given me direction
with one more
purple dawn –
peepers crowd beneath
the rafters now
warm the line
between the road
and where it was I knew
you’d find me here
with every want
made true

shadows
to an outstretched hand
spirit held by name –
as somewhere soft
this once
you fell into
the wonder
of awaking –
as a dream
beyond the night

as answer to a wish
made long ago

. . .

daddy ~

17 Monday Jun 2013

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the first to notice
ember doves –
were come to know my soul
the keeper of another name
I own

eased within the fading
of daylight spread the dark
wingeds sail before
me through the night

tied as verse my little heart
with hands the same as whispers
unfolding sacks of story
sweetgum, lark and light

. . .

something someone said ~

13 Thursday Jun 2013

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tethered by a promise
come again someday –
make of me
a star in all your dreams
say my name
or keep it
save each tender vowel
last year’s plans
have faded from us now

where we were
and what was meant
some other trust betrayed
a moment came –
eternity
has stayed
the changer with the changing
the dreamer
doesn’t dream –
for only this
the passing into light

burdened not by
stories –
or something
someone said
was life before
a ways – for this to find
measured not to hours
passed
when given love’s embrace
tempted not to taste
a breath divine

. . .

missing you now ~

11 Tuesday Jun 2013

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I hang on words
verbs and adjectives
that distill time’s crazy hold
on my life
souvenirs kept
in spiral bound notebooks
with tiny locks
so easily broken
like dreams
or promises carried forward
from past generations
a chapter neatly finished
but always incomplete
tonight I unplug the yellow bulbs
strung to seasons of evergreen
sons of the tree
that rose silently one year
in splendid happiness
crystalising the summit of my childhood
the night you disappeared
and distress replaced your love
too young then
I neglected to listen to your words
thinking surely you’d be around
to speak them hundreds of other times
and now –
older than you were that year
I’ve forgotten
even the sound of your voice

. . .

Author’s Note: For D.B. & Annie – missing you now

of dreams ~

10 Monday Jun 2013

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of yesterdays
I’ve spent my share –
pockets empty now
the path ahead much less
than left behind
of dreams – by sleep
remembered
nights I lay between
practiced in a breath
of make believe
surrendered as to sorrows
counted not to home
the sound of water rushing
o’er my stones
silence keeps a record
of where I lingered here
trading bits of heaven
for wilderness
unknown

. . .

here I remember ~

09 Sunday Jun 2013

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despite my hesitation
I’ve discovered where you were
e’en now my fingers
roll o’er aching boards
fumble with the presence
of something
I can’t see –
takes my breath
and skips my heart a beat
of consequence
I’ve known to curse
the way that time concedes
tho maybe this –
my way of missing me
an evermore
I’ll never know
to ease my hurts this way
tracing now the tender chords
where once your music
played

. . .

shadow of still ~

09 Sunday Jun 2013

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sworn
to believe
the seasons have passed –
how many ten thousands
are stilled by this one
rolled into years
without reason
to count
how many forevers
this sun

as legions
forgiven –
to lie at her heart
soft in the shadow of still
faded as cotton
gathered to light –
are songs from lips
ever sealed

yet
when the morning
stands from the dark
silence – their voices
abound
dew glitters sweet
on petal and pine –
as passion wells up
from the ground

. . .