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without within ~

18 Monday Jun 2012

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without within
the circle to begin
and what of love I gave
a tide becomes

as ever there was one
anew (I am)
returning as the sunrise
to your sands

love waits not a moment
a time or place to be –
might worlds concede to rules
(though there be none)

as one to be
(enough for me)
the only way I know
tis more than life –
breathing just this way

reason falls so easy
from the valley of my hands
the ways to cross –
mountains unto you

(and you)
were just as unprepared
as I to comprehend
love beyond the realms
of you and I –

circles now remembering
eternities to come
without within
there is no end –

the universe of one

the reach of rain ~

18 Monday Jun 2012

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if only this
I knew would be –
and tonight my last
to breathe
would dare I lie awake
and think of you

unfearful of tomorrow
of moments never come –
might love return
to find me gone (away)
as petals past the reach
of rain –
junebugs in July
snowflakes where the April sun
is laid

beyond this mortal season
a brighter morning waits
of all I know –
this only
shall I keep
love shall be my solace –
if e’er the twilight fade

forgotten now the nights
I gave to sleep

o daddy ~

17 Sunday Jun 2012

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how long I’ve been
in growing up –
the first of four
(so many)
never thought to this
the dreaming in your eyes

when I hold you near
(o, daddy)
you tremble more and more
and I want to cry
(for these, not I)
tomorrow will remember
hold me close
a moment more –
and beg me not (o, baby)
think to things
beyond my weak control

of days or years
I have not either –
or means to slow their passing
take my hands
let’s wander back this way –
to other places (stories told)
in makings of a memory
you washed my feet
with whispers of your love

I shall stay
the long night through –
and fight with words
each demon
would take of leave
this moment here –
tis mine and mine alone

one day
I know
the call will come
and tears will flow untended
but still within
the presence of a smile –
for treasure keeps a place with me
inheritance (already)

arms to wrap around
they feel the same
to me

last time ~

15 Friday Jun 2012

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The last time
I held you –
the train was just leaving.
A pink piece of twilight
was burned soft as coal.
A whistle of promise –
came sweet
down the canyon –
for a moment
forever
was a hand
we could hold.

The last time
I saw you –
was just around morning.
We rolled into Beaumont
and stopped for a bite…
I remember that look –
how distant
how dreamy –
reflecting on something
we’d lost
to the light.

The last time
I kissed you –
was two o’clock Sunday…
bent over choices –
some place
never been.
A dark stretch of highway
and no place for turning –
back to beginning
we wandered
again.

The last time
I called you –
I suffered my longing
how deeply the missing –
a place you once knew.
How tender –
these memories
of roads left to travel –
ere time give me
pardon –

a last time
with you.

not for making ~

13 Wednesday Jun 2012

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nights I sit
with fingers curled
just above the keys –
and stare into the dark
that is my view

beyond the barn
a lantern sways –
flickering by wing
an early bed made good
by evergreen

quiet pours around me
as longing settles in –
was once before
I wrote –
and someone read

words were not for making
I have none of my own –
but music
lives in silence
lest I sing

the place I keep
beneath the board –
a universe becoming
of where I loved –
tis there I love again

echoes fold
within the fog
branches dip and marry –
moonlight pools in places
I belong

tips to touch –
the world awaits
in memory of creation –
cedar boughs to kiss
the willing page

mercies ~

12 Tuesday Jun 2012

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it seemed a moment longer
than a thought had passed away
and silver spun
around my fingertips

eyes grown dimmer
by the sun
nights I rubbed them red
swore a curse I couldn’t lift
again

but kneeled the same
as once before –
and begged to rusty nails
might daylight ease my longing
fore I go

to know of other lives
and where they went
without direction –
stronger for the truth
I stumbled on

there is no salve
in looking back
(if only to remember)
what makes no difference now
but for days
to mark between –

were not for them
who knows –
where goes the road
we missed returning
a pause beneath the willow
ageless rocks
to sit below

free the past
from keeping more
than reasons to remind us –
knew we not by name
another time

kneel with me
where shadows fall
across the dreamer’s slumber
speak to me of fate
and ways to home –

cross the stitch
to fill the void –
evermore to answer
bless my prayer for mercy –
let me wake within
the dream

I will ~ (haiku)

11 Monday Jun 2012

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if your tears would flow
to fill the empty oceans
I will dry them all

if your heart should ache
beyond words to remember
I will write for you

if your love were lost
within another’s promise
I would come for you

if the world stopped today
I would keep this memory safe

if my heart should cease believing
my soul will burn a candle

yet the same ~

11 Monday Jun 2012

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I wonder sometimes
what’s the last you recall
was I not (yet the same)
as you knew
when remembered my name
as a sigh of hello
and a wind barely gone
like the breath
of a storm

for all that I write
some words will not shake
though I’ve waited
with pen to my soul
and scattered my pages
as morning to noon –
never written
(even now
are unknown)

there’s a place
in my dreams
somewhere I once lived
with nothing –
no remnant of proof
just a house (with me standing)
someplace I can’t say
four rooms
from the front
I’ve been counting so long –
ten steps from the porch
to become

where and I wander
more and more
as I must –
tis a life
where I’m dreaming
awake

you and I passing
on paths to the sun
as once there were moons
on the rise
thirteen seasons –
(returning us home)
days come to days
come to light

for all that I was
I am not
yet the same

backroads ~

10 Sunday Jun 2012

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senseless seems
the passing fever –
warm then cold again
as weavers weave
to fields already brown
a yearning soon forgotten –
else beauty turn away
to find the blooms
though hidden there
lost within the grey –
daisy with the weaper

cinderella
surely passed this way

a mile or two
to wander back –
o’er paths we meant to follow
kept for this a map –
the best to find
when once before encountered love
along these lowly backroads
remembered how we sat
here in the shade

and spoke with words unspoken
eyes a story told
berries ripened faster
than our truth –
the trees forgot to tell us
one day we’d understand
of lifetimes left
in moments here –
drying in the sun

never danced ~

09 Saturday Jun 2012

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where was I
to wander still
in places I was missing
turned around
to find my path again
smiling without reason
didn’t see the raging storm
did I dance the same
for you (I never danced)

you know my truth
by stories I’ve forgotten
within the realms of love
everything I knew before
returning life
relearning joy
were sins too hard (to carry)
not a one could leave
except as I concede

there are dragons here
I planted to another time (I swear)
juniper and honeysuckle vine
was I planning then
to come again
to rest in beds of splendor
to soar above a field
of gypsy lace

adrift somewhere in knowing
evermore remains with me
swept along
on life’s imagined wing
how is it I remember
every past forgiven now
the beauty I became
when I believed