26 Tuesday Feb 2013
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bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, family, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, reason, relationship, restless, soul signature, spirit, star crossed, truth, understanding, wisdom
of moments
these are all we have
o how they’ve rushed away
people
places
graces
gone before
how sweet their echo
tumbles –
laughter on the lines
times I woke
to find your story
mine
. . .
26 Tuesday Feb 2013
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becoming, bliss, connection, death, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, restless, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom
sometimes
I want
for nothing much more
than to linger
as memory
divine
willed into life
by your favorite dream –
a faraway
promise of flight
recalling to place
a touch, a return
of silhouette framed by the light
eternity comes
in visions so clear
as comforts left bare
in their wake
measured by breath –
the rest pulls away
and still I am one
with this truth
love is our life
when nothing remains
but pieces
we left here
this way
in places eternal
worn down by our will
and sworn to the
white floating
essence of still
. . .
25 Monday Feb 2013
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becoming, cherokee, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding
intriguing now
the bondage
of moors against the pins
a tapestry of features
silver spade
haunted by the wrong perfume
nested o’er our heads
awaiting time –
as winter winds to pry
the sleepless
from their slumber
the pigeon from her mate
ne’er thought to far
the object of her pine
fear conveyed in shifting
gathered grace
in letting go –
wings no longer touch
above the storm
. . .
25 Monday Feb 2013
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bliss, cherokee, connection, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, sorrow, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, value
fleeting blush
of butterflies –
eyes were never blind
strain the gypsy threads
undone by time
hopeful arms of bounty
yearn into
the way
was waiting greener
on the other side
when all we knew
of suffering
is where the parting fell
resting now
beneath the mossy page
nature keeps
no memory
of who was first to die
given up her pen
as flags were raised
spills her tale
as waters rise
to wash away our past
– flutters
neath a vast
forgiving sky
. . .
24 Sunday Feb 2013
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becoming, connection, faith, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, passion, poetry, reason, relationship, restless, soul signature, spirit, strength, truth, understanding
more than one
of all we’ve known
lands beyond our fathers
touched as one
the sands beneath
the sea
remember –
I remember
the beauty of becoming
something more
for love you came
to free
of worlds remain
forbidden
by the way
you turn your head
swirling in your silver
let me be
flickers float
behind these lids
reminders
all the same
of places I am still –
remember me
. . .
23 Saturday Feb 2013
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bliss, cherokee, connection, dreams, faith, fearless, knowing, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, truth, wisdom, wonder
draw my place
in shades of green
a forest where I linger
wrapped in songs
as once you sang for me
still my silence
with your beat –
suffer me your knowing
trust the night to keep us –
draw my place
in thee
. . .
23 Saturday Feb 2013
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bliss, destiny, dreams, faith, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, postmark, spirit, spirituality, strength, understanding, wandering, wisdom, woman
of lessons
learned over –
revealing to me
the places where once
I lay down
of choices made sweet
by their bending
with mine
voices to echo
a moment
divine
of wonders
I can’t help but yearn
for anew –
another someday
we shall find
how dear the surrender
of days
barely gone –
shall pass
through eternity’s
eye
in silence
I hear you –
in living I love
no different for ages
the past unrehearsed –
the start
where beginning
some other
one day –
immortal
eternal our verse
of promise –
are words
unwritten to tell –
would honor the places
I’ve known
lessons in loving –
mysteries fall
as willing the heart
to return
to its own
. . .
22 Friday Feb 2013
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bliss, cherokee, conscious consciousness, death, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, love, memory, passion, postmark, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom
might I recall
the last we lingered
or last night’s dream
of dancing bears
words recited –
seven seasons –
have passed my window
unaware
of ageless places
unseen patterns –
notes known not by violin
float in breathless
expectation
of times intent
to pass again
dark clouds wreath
a pink horizon
lightning scores
my feather bed
veils of understanding
never
held for long –
this restless death
pluck my bloom
before the harvest
pleads the willing stalk in two
before the rights
of early autumn –
worry what of promise
true
. . .
21 Thursday Feb 2013
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acceptance, beauty, becoming, bliss, breath, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, reinvented, relationship, self, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, woman
were passion
but a line to cross –
a turn of anguished page
(conforming not)
the heart to fear –
or sorrows to assuage
were comfort here
and only this –
why tarry
come to stay
(and bring the kite
we never flew –
dreams we put away)
were love resolved to limits
rules were written
(were they not) –
was there a way
I came for you
(and others
I’ve forgot)
were birth the death
I’ve come to tell –
think not it be
the one
for truth
defines the seeker –
(a journey never done)
let loose the chains
unlock the ache –
raise the broken window high
take this breath
(my only)
as my last
change of me
as shadows shift –
and colors alter form
lest names
be all the proof (we find)
of light
(we shared) before
. . .
18 Monday Feb 2013
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bliss, cherokee, connection, faith, forgiveness, grace, light, love, old maps, relationship, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wisdom, wonder
mercies I’ve known
of more than my share
and places
the world disregards
let them fall
into slumber
let their kind burn away
but for notions and living
so misunderstood
would wish not the knowing
our lives to embrace
or beauty the colors
we’ve not yet
to see
split between ruby and red
and whites the same
virgin
as doves to the sky
in a postcard of Jesus
stood by the sea
would ever these eyes
be meant to recall
the differences
more
than we wanted
to be
. . .
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