feel for something ~

13 Tuesday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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breath, cherokee, connection, fearless, forgiveness, grace, kentucky, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

smaller I
the future staying –
a girl was run
into the night
and saved beneath
the moon returning –
to breathe of life
into my words

brushed to vine
the truth in loving –
as tears gone dry
where sorrow rolled
a river toward the end
of nothing
dare I take
my heart – my own

to know of these
to feel for something
more than I
the light became

. . .

sometimes (another me) ~

12 Monday Aug 2013

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bliss, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, love, old maps, passion, reason, restless, southern, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

in the warmth
of stained glass raisin
in the sweet hello
of spring –
I know you there
(sometimes I wear
your ring)

in the silky smooth
forgiveness –
eyes are closed
and arms held wide
there’s a place (I go)
beyond the reach
of time

in a golden glow
the universe
remembers me by name
dreams (to fit beneath
my skin) –
are learned of love
the same

. . .

permissions ~

12 Monday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in folklore, Poetry, Storytelling

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becoming, bliss, connection, death, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, resurrection, southern, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wonder

between the cracks
where summer sweats
remembrance of the winter
as pink
our favored mittens –
(yesterday)
were granted us permission
to take of all we have
caught us up
in moments
– breath is stealed
away

were sorrows
not so many
tho bliss is kept apart
pressed into the creases
a destiny betrayed
honey bees are floating
out beyond the storm
love is come –
forgiven what we never could
repay

. . .

graces ~

11 Sunday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, memory, old maps, passion, reason, restless, soul signature, spirit, star crossed, understanding, wandering

skylight confession
to somebody’s baby
and times
we held long
the edges of dark
neath the pull of november
graces come clean
and settled as words
on our heart

willing reflection
on promise unreal
an ending beginning
to keep us
as one
fell to the altar
of all we would will –
merged into soul
not our own

. . .

spent ~

09 Friday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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beneath this fragile
knowing –
splinters pressed into
the place of solace come
and who will know
of thought I never
spent to verse
words left out to dry
where time is gone
you must have seen me
fly

above the trees
between the clouds
beyond the reach of song
how many lives
awaited
for us here
I can’t be sure
I told you once
some things I can’t forget
– the color of your eyes
between my tears

tell me now
as you must know –
of moments
we have passed
when promised us a life
beyond these years
carry my
beleaguered soul
into the place of hands
hold my name
within the heart
you own

. . .

rescued ~

09 Friday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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becoming, breath, dreams, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, passion, reason, restless, silence, sleep, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, voice of the soul, wonder

in the glow
of silver shadows
wings are barely seen

rescued by illusion
of the night

held us close
to promises
dare we know the truth
never meant for word
never heard
a leaving
leave

dreams
are gone to waking us
before our will
is done
secrets tempt
the pillow
with goodnight

. . .

thru and thru ~

08 Thursday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

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bliss, breath, connection, death, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, life, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, self, spirit, strength, understanding, wandering

beyond the ways
already known –
fates are curved just so
ashes bloomed
to gardens red
I knew
you’d find me here
forgotten by
each measure of regret
as verses meant to cut us
thru and thru

beyond the pond
where stillness lay
in wait for any reason
as ripples from this passing
love is spread
beyond the warmth
of memory –
I can’t believe you came
a golden glow
as destinies are wed

. . .

that holds my song ~

07 Wednesday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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for this touch
to trade
the evening news
a voice I swear I know
sits within
the meadow of my soul

reminding me
of seasons past
times I couldn’t stay
surviving
for another –
to remember me
this way

in sheets
of softest flannel
tiny yellow blooms
are wrapped against
the place
that holds my song
just beyond the distance
sparrows fill the trees –
where dreams are lost
to others
I belong

soft the swell
of silence
asleep beneath the bed
wherein the past
is tempt to keep me here
violins are playing –
as crickets cry amen
flannel wills the darkness
disappear

. . .

eternities between ~

06 Tuesday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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connection, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, religion, resurrection, self, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding

were truth
by time rewritten
to know my soul by name
weary came a prophet
to declare
the gifts of right
and righteousness –
eternity shall keep
lest paths we walked
by faith
be never shared

who shall fall
to find me –
sins I wore again
are faded as the golden
winter wheat
who shall dare
receive of these –
arms are opened wide
allowing of a song
no longer sweet

of almost there
another tune –
are lines forgotten still
the way made long
tho who can say for sure
what of this
for waiting –
was worth the turning back
into the known
unknowing to endure

. . .

heaven here ~

06 Tuesday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, wonder

moments crowd
a gentle dawn –
tis there the promise sleeps
camped beneath
exalted arms of green
songs are lifted tender
of one more time we knew
of heaven here –
lifetimes pressed
between

however sweet
the knowing comes
in tiny purple petals
as blooms
the same as stars
our light returned
beauty swims in mystery
of longing never settled –
dreams are falling
somewhere still
we yearn

. . .