21 Tuesday Jul 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
almost always, awakened, here, life, light, love, open heart, sometimes, still, time, trust, willing
were not for these –
these open arms
this willing heart
reminders
the warmth of love becoming
another distant day
when by some other path
I came –
with want for one redemption
were not these eyes
permitted sight –
light
to see your face
. . .
26 Tuesday May 2015
Posted in Poetry
Tags
assurance, beauty, blessings, bliss, gravel roads, here, home, joy, letting go, love, sometimes, starting, truth, unremembering, value, wandering
can we ever
live it over –
leave from places
now forgot
making butterflies
paper
from the moon
remembered
where the going –
was for times
we couldn’t stay
a sunrise
like no other
burned again
lives
becoming stories
of the falling
into you
the taste of home –
a kiss
within a name
. . .
18 Saturday Apr 2015
Posted in Poetry
17 Friday Apr 2015
Tags
divine this, here, love, sacred intimacy, sometimes, still, touch, truth, value
how many lives
to find anew
the part of me was missing
a longing sweet
the heart could ne’er forget
this tender flame
your precious name
hands to fit with mine
returning me
a promise
the soul remembers
yet
. . .
18 Friday Jul 2014
Posted in Poetry
Tags
bliss, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, death, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, here, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, value, wonder
these hands
how they love you
as lips to your song
of a place
I was going
someday
near a bend
in the river
where cattails are free
to move without music –
as one
with the waves
were rocked
by an ocean
in love with the sky
remade us to story
of clouds
filled with rain
how distant
endearing –
the thundering boom
rattles the windows
when I hold you
this way
. . .
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