still to breathe ~
08 Thursday Sep 2022
08 Thursday Sep 2022
15 Friday Jul 2022
Posted Poetry
inTags
disappointment, grief, letting go, loss, love, memory, stars, time, truth
screen doors bang
disappointment –
as hearts rediscover the void
hands disconnect
as words tumble down –
like rain from
bucket
tears from a sieve
who I am now
to understand this
how you came to remember
all the reasons
to leave
. . .
15 Wednesday Jun 2022
Tags
breath, grief, i shall wait, illusion, life, love, one more every time, time
when the fields
have been neglected
the rain
may never come
to spare the soul
from grieving –
the heart from getting on
when the light
is nearly faded
without a promised
one more time
when the name I keep
upon my lips
is dried before the sun
the ground made cold
to wait
I will wait
beyond the place
where touch becomes a memory
of where we were
how we loved
I will wait
beyond the final fade
another this to know –
I will wait
. . .
07 Tuesday Jun 2022
Posted Poetry
inwhat solace –
words
when grief
has stayed
to steal the warmth
from tender lips
was yesterday a prayer
a goodbye kiss
cold –
a sure reminder
of flame
where passions burned
into the sheets –
ashes now remain
who would blame
this heart to ache
these arms –
they tremble so
wanting still for words
that cannot warm –
that will not hold
. . .
02 Wednesday Feb 2022
Posted Poetry
inTags
assurance, death, friendship, grief, home, jerry morris, life, love, memory, truth
how do i get home
to the place
where we began
the lines are down
and i can’t see
the stars
was yesterday
we journeyed
not so far
along this path
e’en now the blooms
are breaking
for memories we traded
another mile
maybe three or four
til i am in your arms
i swear the moon
has come
to light my way
. . .
jerry morris [1957-2002] some loves will not be strained by eternity
11 Sunday Jul 2021
age is suited
perfectly
to take the last of me –
a willing breath
wreaks of summertime
memories of all
everything
I came to find
pieces stitched together
let undone
who will notice
who will claim
mercies more than doubt
of days before
the end was known –
places dreamed about
who shall mourn
as nights grow long –
the pastures dressed
in snow
who will speak my name
aloud –
when the ground is
hard and cold
. . .
05 Monday Jul 2021
who shall mourn
the poet –
when poetry relents
the reader since
forgotten how to feel
who shall know
what loss is penned
just beneath a sigh
how many lovers grieved
for time to heal
who shall tell
the children
of magic left to make –
where the proof was found
and who remains
who shall man the tower
as witness offered up –
a parting kiss
reminding us
the first we knew
to love
. . .
02 Friday Jul 2021
Posted Poetry, spirituality, verse
inTags
blessings, grief, kiss, life, love, lovers, seasons, souvenirs, time, truth, wealth, what we keep
what feelings
will tomorrow bear
when I return to dust –
the path we wandered
helplessly –
hands becoming one
will someone seek
the answers –
as tender years unfold
will verses speak
to lovers
seeking solace
from this load
with time so short
sometimes unfair –
grant me this goodbye
that I might memorize
the ways we came
grant me nothing more
than one more kiss –
a final breath
made sweeter by
your name
. . .
26 Saturday Jun 2021
Posted Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
inTags
death, doves, dreams, friendship, grief, life, love, meaning of dreams, morning, soul, spirit call, story, writing in the dark
forgive me
the sum
of mounting transgressions
paperwhite doves
I dreamed for you here
forgotten how angels
could fall
from a dream
to dance on a rainbow
of tears
. . .
23 Wednesday Jun 2021
Posted Poetry
inI’ve no pride
but what I wear
no greed
I can implore
as evidence you loved me
I have none
no ash to sprinkle
time to mourn
a lock to slow your hand
I dare not trim
the light
or move away
the road
that serves apologies
is missing from
my love
tho I am not so far
that I can’t see
that I don’t feel you
in the morning
while making up my bed
remnants of a dream
were come
to stay
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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