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journey home

28 Wednesday Mar 2012

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connection, death, destiny, grace, life, love, spirit, truth, wisdom

cooler now the eastern wind
has come to blow me homeward –
with pieces of remember
I was born

returning as the falling snow
sticking to the branches –
winter white surrendered me
from where I laid to rest

another time –
a sweeter soul
no different for the dying
let me sleep
and seal these words within

the place I was committed
as a softer glow of setting –
dream me there of circumstance
and bring my winds
to sing

 ~

along these shores
forever waits
a sailor not forgotten –
strands beneath a winter sail
to make his passing true
stories of deliverance
tales of wealth and sorrow
dreams to sink beneath the waves
the rest to float away

but on another bank there stands
a maiden with a promise
words worn through by happenstance –
I swore I’d never cry
life is passing slowly
the waves of time are falling –
and he still sails
come home remember this –
remember me
the keeping of your compass
grains of sand to pour upon the sea
come again leave her arms –
returning to the river
the ocean cries –
but please return to me

cast aside your tired oars
and step out on forever
I’ll watch the tide –
and walk the shores for you

~

time has left a letter here –
poscript of surrender
and silver weaves as wonder
through my braid
lights are dimmed as all the others –
laugh at my insistence
the day will come
the sun will rise in me

the mirror sighs an awkward course –
for where the foolish tary
the strength to bare (so unaware)
of where you are tonight
the night grows cool to memories –
the coming back (so worth it)
a moment then
I’d die again for this

forever changed

27 Tuesday Mar 2012

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destiny, grace, life, love, spirit, wisdom

was the long way home
and I knew better
than to try and beat the sun
took a left along the ridge
was taken back
when caught the glint of crosses
reflected copper curse
held my breath a time too long
and rolled into the black
never saw the light
as lifetimes pulled away
~*~
eighteen wheels
and nothing more
than words denied their music
caught between the canyons
somewhere in mexico
the winter raged
swirling white
though you had hardly noticed
when something more
than snowflakes
turned the truck around
a dark eyed girl
was stranded there
forgotten every manner
pushed the maps away
and climbed into your arms
never made the trip again
you won’t regret it
was something that she said
already knew
~*~
was another day
the air so thick
smoke was cool and clawing
apples fell
too heavy for the trees
fifteen steps from gate to wood
twenty-five to pasture
you reasoned I should stay
I never should
til thunder cracked
a cannon took my heart
from off her track
let the supper wait
I don’t care if it burns
too many steps
far many tears
I found you ‘neath the willow
where once another time
we held the truth
forever changed as echoes peeled
aside my will for living
not sure of much
your eyes took me away
but not without a promise made
I wonder if you heard
would remember this
the vow for one more day
to find you
when the creeks were
softly rising
when sunlight burns
his way into your night
destiny would bring me home
no matter to the moments
come between
~*~
I wonder do you know
how sweet
the smell of apples falling
ashes into tears
snowflakes from the sky

the same (and not) as then

27 Tuesday Mar 2012

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connection, destiny, grace, life, love, reason, spirit, truth, value, wisdom, woman

tis not the same
you knew me then
this one –
much more than when
of innocence
and sweetness
stole a kiss –
and made a vow
but grass has grown
and forests fell –
touched the fire
and lived (somehow)
so close – I could smell
forever burning

is there a sweet
some sweetness still –
but a flame
I won’t let go
for I feel the hurt
I bear the pain –
I know
I know
I know

there are worlds
beyond the petals
to blossom in my hand –
there are sands
beyond the silver shores
and hearts – won’t be unbroke
souls denied a place
to be –
truths you dare not know

from where you are
am I the same
of this I won’t deny
the world I knew before
was you
this now is opened wide
and so have I
my heart explodes
my soul to take it in
breath of love
forgiving –
the same (and not)
as then

Cried in the Shower

26 Monday Mar 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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connection, grace, life, love, reason, spirit, truth

Last night
I cried
in my shower
For what seemed
like hours
And gallons
of tears
For the love
that was lost
As I counted
the cost
In souls …
Of the ways
and the means
In which we
we release
Our regrets
Believing
we’ve found
our solace…

Author’s Note: Inspired by the announcement regarding the
death of Bin Laden. Don’t get me wrong. I realize hard
choices must be made to stop this reign of terror.
Yet, I am hard pressed to be comfortable in situations where
we celebrate the killing of another. It must be the poet in me;
there is something about it that saddens me……..
And that is not a political statement, but a human one.
I pray I’m not the only one to feel a momentary sense of unease
when a life is taken (regardless of circumstance).
“Every mans death diminishes me, therefore never send
to know for whom the bell tolls … it tolls for thee…”

stains (I know you)

26 Monday Mar 2012

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grace, life, love, relationship, truth

I know you
as a plume of eager stems,
as a wail of virgin waters
poured to stone.
As silver cord and plastic black,
hushed his vigil silent.
As words tho never
spoken,
move alone.
Shallowtail and Phoebe,
Luna blue with breath.
What more would come as love
to survive this patient death.
More than earnest,
one would choose this place to bless.
As touch,
such tiny fingers
to stolen lights
are pressed.
I know you,
as a mother knows her charge,
were not for dark
(twilight kept at bay).
Worn not the trails,
forgotten every cry to home –
could seek
as close one heart,
another fell away.
He leans into the current
was only meant for this –
a moment
fluttered lightly to her skin.
Could not speak,
would not eat,
lived for once – no more.
Wings may never fly
will soar again.
Silken dream –
suspended truths
stain the tender bark,
was left to taste
and not with sight bestowed.
All of these
remembered now,
as places you were love.
I turn my head
(to wonder)
this you I know.

(we dreamed)

25 Sunday Mar 2012

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destiny, dreams, grace, life, living, love

was mine before
I questioned (then)
the where and why to be
stood atop
the proof of life
and dared myself believe
to see as one
the whole of us
in places we remain
no different than a sparrow
(a drink of summer rain)
when fell to earth
decided then
the distance to the sea
forgave of sands
a blinding sun
another light to be
the same we painted
(closed our eyes)
and kept to fairytales
wrapped the world in wonder
and gave it to ourselves
surprised to see
the way it was
(was just as we designed)
was birth no more than coming home
remembered every sign
we left as word
along the way
provisioned this – our truth
crossing rainbows
(somewhere else)
and watched the skies for proof
of where we were
and why we came
to this – our fate to know
were given thought (we couldn’t see)
and flesh
we couldn’t hold
connected once
the other one
apart (the same)
and still
within this breath
becoming more
than destiny revealed

songs

24 Saturday Mar 2012

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grace, life, spirit, woman, wonder

in the truth that wakes
before the dawn
a glisten to the dew
tis there –
and in that silence
sings my soul
held to me
the sweetest notes
no words could ever suffer
no voice could sing
or ear to comprehend
a lowly breath
moved in and out
collects the truth in passing
slows the beat
to match the one
I know

violin
harmonica
a guitar without strings
bits of glass
dance against the breeze
jay and wren
the dove applaud
branches bend together
sunlight skips
as stones upon the lawn

Inclination

24 Saturday Mar 2012

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grace, love, reason, spirit, truth, wisdom

Across the waves
of universe –
planets weave and stray.
Light remembers
where we passed (as stars)
just yesterday –
becoming words unspoken (now) –
echoes fill our soul
with taking back
(as we begin)
this paradox to know.

In persons come as prisms –
flashing colors
stream to light.
Truth remains (in yet to be)
beyond the reach of sight –
our only thought
when came alone –
to reason everything.
The questions for our answers –
are tumbled now
from dreams.

The breadth of time
(a blink somewhere)
creation come to word –
Orchestras are playing us
symphonies unheard

– as quietly
the covers move
heaven turns her face.
Ribbons spool from rafters
as wisdom to embrace –
this coming home
(our welcome back)
with lights to shine the way.

The road we took (becoming now)
remembers us always.

falling into place

24 Saturday Mar 2012

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dreams, faith, grace, southern, spirit, truth, woman

was startled by a dream
(pieces falling into place)
a promise given clarity
as evermore to grace

from birth
a quest for wisdom
came questions still to ask
such pleasure with the asking
each mystery surpassed

and tho the house was empty
but for birds along the wall
(they couldn’t sing)
they wouldn’t sing
were frightened by it all

so taken by insanity
at last I knew the rest
what pages had been missing
scripture burned
of consequence
when someone chose for others
what each should choose alone
would take you there
if mine to do
would gladly lead you home

I couldn’t sleep
the hours passed
as shadows rearrange
what longing knew his way around
was truth I wouldn’t change
always here
I see that now
I’d looked for someone else
was tearing up the covers
searching for myself

twas always here
(I wonder)
who was the woman in the shawl
did I share this fate
with breakfast
a night bird strained to call
who watched me
from a distance
storied arms too weak to fight
taken down
forsaken paths
in shadows of the night

approaching dawn
was Tennessee
far beyond my fears
wallpaper birds now gather
these sacred psalms
to sing

evermore to write

23 Friday Mar 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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death, destiny, grace, life, spirit, truth, writing

I do not want a copper bed,
but a bit of cedar,
lined with patch…
songs I sang
when no one heard,
of a place I (lonely) knew…
I want a pen and paper,
just enough…
a lantern, and a crust of bread…
Let them carry me
at twilight…
barefoot to the meadow…
..to sleep
beneath a crescent moon,
shadowed by my fathers…
a serenade of drums and flute,
oleander and sage…
I want a story barely started…
and evermore to write…
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