Tags
familiar unfamiliar, hands, home, life, love, memory, time, truth, whispers from another shore
30 Wednesday Dec 2020
Posted Poetry, spirituality
inTags
familiar unfamiliar, hands, home, life, love, memory, time, truth, whispers from another shore
28 Tuesday Apr 2020
Posted Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
inTags
familiar unfamiliar, home, life, love, memory, quiet, solitude, sometimes, summer, that thing I do, time, writing in the dark
sweet
the quietude becoming
ashes blown
now blue
the moon
recalled to breath
another summer
a long cold porch
leaving soon
the memory
of goodbye
. . .
24 Monday Mar 2014
Posted a time for telling, Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling
inTags
breath, connection, conscious consciousness, dreams, faith, familiar unfamiliar, fearless, grace, gravel roads, home, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, undefined wilderness, understanding, value, wandering, wisdom
end of day, end of time
both have now arrived
we must believe
love will outlast us
somehow, mysteriously
cast beyond what we have always
understood, in the ethereal
spheres, in the chaos
of a million heartbeats
rhyming here and now
with a splash of eternity’s wish
and in the single moment
everything stops to change
irrevocably, will you stifle a tear
as my hand grows cold
and my fears fade into
your solitude?
we cannot speculate
about dreams between the sun and moon
starlight’s secrets or the depths
of a single human soul
life is a tiny frozen fragment of an iceberg
what remains invisible coerces our faith
into a destiny called beyond
we hear our heartbeat articulate
its incessant pumping red emotion
recalling the flush of today’s triumph
or yesterday’s merciless failure
we puff our lungs with stale air, and mask
a fleeting wish for a hermit’s habitation
a place where dreams stimulate us,
and spin desire into a worldly orbit
like a crazy laughing merry-go-round —
will we never learn to calculate
the distance between two words of love?
23 Thursday Jan 2014
Posted Poetry
inTags
bliss, breath, cherokee, connection, death, destiny, dreams, faith, familiar unfamiliar, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, postmark, reason, relationship, restless, southern, truth, understanding, wonder
of knowing
what is keeping
the heart
tied up
with thorns
– a place
beyond the realm
of sanity
moves this sun
to rising –
grieves the almost
moon
– another
one more time
I thought to go
pardon this
intrusion –
worry not your will
to names and dates –
maladies of stone
held apart
by living –
eternity as one
how it is I know –
where you have
gone
beyond the feel
of shadows –
crowded round
my steps
beyond the fence
– tis all
that I have left
of signs
unwelcome graces –
my once or twice
with you –
lines were crossed
– was nothing
I could do
but pull
a chair
and sit a spell
with verses
growing cold
– was here before
the words
were catching
hold
. . .
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