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never changed ~

30 Wednesday Dec 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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dreams, easy, home, journey, life, locks, love, morning, seasons, story, time, trust, waiting since you left, welcome in

I’ve been waiting
out the winter –
for another sweet hello
as headlights press
the darkness like a ghost
there’s a map
inside my dresser –
silver lines against the blue
doesn’t matter
where we start
if I’m with you

my faith
is resurrected –
at the whisper of your name
a sigh of signs
and still my heart obeys
I can’t recall
the reasons
or how many roads
between
all I know is
all I need
to breathe again

the locks were never changed
to fit another
no plans for getting on
for getting by
don’t let the time it takes
be all that matters –

the sun still waits
all morning
for the night

. . .

all we knew of love ~

17 Thursday Sep 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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another day, becoming me, faith, journey, life, love, reflection, story, truth

I feel the blush
of a million sighs
whene’er I walk this road
as witness to the place
I go alone

when comes the blaze
of afternoon –
shades I recognize
are laced between the branches
falling round

reminders of another time
was all we knew of love –
sycamore and maple
spinning down

silence rings
in memories –
as close to now was then
whispers falling
echoes met by stone
one hundred years of living
reflected in your eyes
lifetimes come –
ten thousand
dusty roads

. . .

the long way back ~

14 Monday Sep 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling, verse

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another life, breath, find me home, hands, journey, life, light, love, memory, mountains, nature, reasons, stars, truth, walk me home

in another place
I was –
crushed beneath the shadows
bowing down my head
chasing truths
do you remember
how it was –
the giving in to silence
as the echo of ten thousand
tired boots
a night succumb
to whispers –
a morning without shame
lights beyond the highway
burning sand
do you remember
was I with you
when the mountains
fell around
as waters rushed
to fill an empty land
I know you now
as I knew you then
another life
with nothing changed
this sweet goodnight
bathed in light
is reason
why we came

. . .

pull against the moon ~

06 Thursday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

breath, death, eternities, journey, kiss, life, love, remembrance, resurrection, soul, spirit, time, truth

howcouldyouknow

for what
was life becoming –
when for this one I yearned
a breath between forevers –
made sweet the souls
return

a kiss
I scarce remember
once cooled upon my lips –
saved into my being
as proof of love
like this

time rests
beneath the cedars –
and pulls against the moon
resolving all we dared
to touch –
yet leaving way
too soon

. . .

when comes the time ~

09 Tuesday Jun 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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blessings, heart, journey, life, love, mindfulness, open, shared intimacy, the way, time, truth, we're in this together

somewhere south

the road
however lonely
becomes a place
where we belong –
a storied recollection
of other days –
another song

as sunset gathers
gently
to the edge of evermore –
we are carried
by the journey
down roads we knew
before

let me know
if you are wanting
of hands
to share the load –
arms to rock you sweetly
when comes the time
to go

. . .

not with words ~

05 Tuesday May 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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Tags

beginning, destiny, journey, knowing what I know, living, longing, love, memory, mystery, nature, promise, soul, spirit, time, travel, truth

remember me spring

there’s an field
beyond our seeking –
a place where we belong
the life we dreamed
no less
for living
another one

there’s a want
beyond the waking –
of winter wheat
and purple sword
where longing flows
the sweetest honey –
yet not
with words

there’s a silence
to all that matters
lest we grieve
for signs we missed
a truth we cannot speak of –
a promise
or a kiss

there’s a moment
I’ve heard tell –
blinding sunlight
of time displaced –
where love begins again
as always
from a memory
retraced

. . .

will returned ~

09 Thursday Apr 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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Tags

found, free will, journey, life, love, memory, spirit, stars, story, together

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love betrays
the distance –
fortunes writ in blue
blood remembers now
the will returned
warmth remained within
as once the two
were found –
touch the same
as fire unto flame

as breath
into the breathing
tears were sorrow flowed
laughter rings

. . .

far ~

08 Wednesday Apr 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality

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Tags

journey, life, love, memory, returning, spirit, tell me, time, travel, truth

leanback

take of these
few moments –
to fill an empty page
tell of how you found me
how I waited
you to stay
tell of how it was before
tho now it feels the same
as once we were –
a breath apart
from places we remain

do you remember us
I won’t forget –
the years
they taunt my soul
with dreams
I keep repeating
beyond each letting go
tell me – lest my heart concede
fill my veins with memory –
speak to love
I’ll understand
how far you came
for me

. . .

crossed –

28 Saturday Sep 2019

Posted by tornadoday in Storytelling, Uncategorized

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Tags

a place for us, a time for telling, all I know of living, blessings, circle of life, journey, life, love, quiet, searching, sweet

was I the one
was I the reason
once you crossed
a tempest sea –
tamed the storm
a sweet redemption
from the waters rise
conceived

silver blades
guard the river –
silent vespers
calm the waves
– wherever one
another searches
for the one
we’re come to save

. . .

eyes of the heart ~

29 Wednesday May 2019

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, spirituality, Storytelling

≈ 9 Comments

Tags

acceptance, forgiveness, here am I send me, homeless, journey, life, love, moments, path, sharing, soul, spirit, story, truth, what matters most

Most every day, he is there.

Sonny stands on the exit ramp with his dog (Miss Peabody), dependent on hearts that often can’t see him, eyes that rarely meet his.

He has become my friend. I speak to him anytime I’m on the ramp. Sometimes I offer him a bottle of water, a newspaper, a sausage biscuit (or Miss Peabody), or some spare change. I enjoy talking with him, and he has told me more than once how much I mean to him. Miss Peabody rests her head on my window while we talk, likely grateful for a few moments of air conditioning.sonny

A week ago last Friday, as I pulled away and into traffic, I realized that I had not mentioned my plans to be on vacation the following week. When I traveled the same road that afternoon, I looked for him but he wasn’t around.

The week passed, and yesterday morning, as I approached the top of the ramp, I saw him. I had never seen him in such a state. He was sitting on the guardrail rather than standing, holding Miss Peabody at his side as he looked toward the ground. He didn’t even look up, and just as I stopped, the light changed.

I rolled down the window and hollered, ‘wake up, Sonny’.

His head jerked and he was immediately on his feet waving his arm, all the while juggling Miss Peabody and laughing…

I haven’t talked to him since returning. This morning, someone else had reached the ramp ahead of him and taken his ‘spot’. Regardless, I expect I will see him soon.

We can never know the impact we have on another’s life, or how the size of our own heart can alter the size of another’s. I only know that Sonny blesses my life…..and I think I bless his.

How easy to forget that we belong to one another. Any concern too small to be turned into a prayer is too small to be made into a burden.

let me know
when you are going
tell my heart
that it be spared
from the ache
that finds you missing
left to mourn
for moments shared
I will grieve
until you find me
carried by your presence home
to a place
that is our passing
lest we ever
walk alone

. . .

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