mondays ~

02 Tuesday Apr 2013

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of mondays
I’ve had many
some gone before
I woke –
took the paper
left the puzzle worked

burnt my favored candle
and cursed the grain of wood
became the bed –
one night
became my all

I’d never leave
no sense pretending
I would sell
these ragged sheets

who are you
and where’s the magic now

silence
makes me want to cry
laughter makes me horse
for helpless I am moved
to keep it all –

a dozen eggs
and one pound more of bacon
I won’t eat

twelve across
is not the word intended –
but everything
I love
has made me fit

. . .

crossing ~

01 Monday Apr 2013

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when the summer path
has turned to rust –
and wingeds line the trees
– content to stir
as echoes
to the breeze

were times between
the golden glow –
the silver face of green
a lowly line
succumb to time –
is crossing us again

winter wheat
and dirty feet
were given to believe –
the autumn moon
was never meant
to tell –

april blossoms worried
as june bugs found july
waters rose
beyond the bank
to wash away
the night

moments
to the mayfly –
as secrets shared
with mars
venus wears her dresses
just the same –

age recalls
the coming back
miles of lonely tears –
whiskey warm in jelly jars
– wishes
by the well

spin me of another
some sweet day
to come –
the sound of naked feet
on polished stone

the shrill of laughter
climbing –
timbers much too tall
than e’er we knew
would find us here

– and will us back
to home

. . .

in the beginning ~

30 Saturday Mar 2013

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remembered here
the ways I came –
and where (for you)
I waited
stood the night
until the morning bled
blush against the darkness –
swirled within my glass
burning shade of passion
rolling crest

warned of times
the tides were low
as ripples washed in circle
while here below
a league of silver fins
made their way to places cooled
with pardon (to deliver)
– just before the final
(first) amen

fathers watch
from storied boughs –
mosses weighing heavy
foretold with gentle swell
of love’s release
glowing ponds of sacred light
dried to ancient stones
– as life creating
(rivers to the sea)

quietly
the world awakes –
sleepy eyed to wonder
returning to the blanket
(where we lay)
our burdens by –
beneath a sky of lullabying cedar
– (loved) as one by one
the stars
we named

. . .

white orchids ~

19 Tuesday Mar 2013

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faded white
the promises
I swore to never lose –
though sometimes
I can’t move
within my skin
backward through the
coming back –
onward to the place
where standing now
is standing still
in time

april seems
a world away –
and yet another morning
is pushed against the feelings
I’ve almost
but not forgotten
and eyes
to scan the edges
of a world so few have known
orchids bloom
in shadows
where the darkness
goes to dream

. . .

you remember ~

12 Tuesday Mar 2013

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on the wake
of eternity
blue casts a shadow
where time keeps the past
without room for restraint

poised on the page
of sweet revelation
of all that I am
but a handful of grain

so tell me
your stories
write of the reasons
and who held your sorrows
to light for a while

of voices returning
by way of the bark –
and paths cleared anew
by the wild

thrill me with tales
of mysteries starting
books without words
and stars
without place –

of night owls
and herons
nesting as one
in a strange yellow bush
by your gate

tell me you’re leaving
but hold me just once
the way
(you remember)
to keep

I’ll build a fire
at the edge of the night
a reminder of time
‘lest eternity
sleep

. . .

shadow tell ~

08 Friday Mar 2013

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before the last
was melted –
robins in the snow
silence took the place
of sweet surprise
before the month-old babies
were tumbled
from their arms –
before the dream
became the best
there was

of verses
spun to linen
– as lines retraced
by heart
poems found
in pieces
never rhymed
late nights in the kitchen
habits pressed
between –
was more than we forgot
the morning come

marmalade
and I won’t tell
how the story started –
it seems the wind
has taken
all I know
branches bent
against the roof –
sometimes
I hear you calling
poems fill the shadows
as robins melt
in snow

. . .

less traveled ~

05 Tuesday Mar 2013

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wonder rests
in sheets
of softest denim

would steal away
the sorrows
from the night

guards the road
we failed to take –
some other magic morning

streamed
beyond the reaches
of our plight

. . .

city lights ~

02 Saturday Mar 2013

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was a whole lot better
then
they said –
the best of times behind
but the tank was full
and someone said
‘let’s go’

there are lines between
ten thousand more –
and days before the ocean
can crawl upon the windshield
with her lies

beg me to
surrender –
every secret I been sold
of empty eyes
and bedroom skies
I know them –
seen them fall

one winter’s eve
when frosted there
the dashboard cracked
beneath –
a sprig of holly
leaked into a song

can’t remember now
the words
you wrote me
down
lullaby for one –
I watched the stars

pass beyond the city lights
dinosaurs and
darling –
tell me there’s a heaven
where we go

. . .

cool before falling ~

27 Wednesday Feb 2013

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marigold taxi
I remember the fever
was blushed on the berries
– thorns to my skin
breathless the trek
to a place
in the forest –
where sworn you would come
to claim me again

for every transgression –
another
I love you –
was consequence
weighed in moments
so sweet
hands spoke in quiet
of distances over –
where words came
unraveled
in mid-summer heat

the timbers
were prying –
as angels stood
watching
the giving of graces
one afternoon long
calmed by the weaving
of light through the branches
– a cool before falling
as the world
slumbered on

. . .