two for one ~

06 Wednesday Feb 2013

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becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, restless, spirit, truth, wandering, wisdom

muddy prints
outside the door
the only proof of leaving
hands against the window –
share my truth
velvet combination
is wrapped in purple leaves
and crushed beneath
the rafters by a wing

a holly bush
of laurel press
two for one
transgression –
telling not of ways
the lustful vine
of magic given berth
beyond
the edge of never knowing
worries for a moment
almost gone

remembered not
the going
swept in midnight fires
strangers held
against the evening night
keepers of the canvas
watchers on the wood
nightbirds touch –
and there the morning binds

question me your questions
answer me your call –
cool as willing rests
beneath my feet
prying eyes
as fathers guard
the pathway (come alone)
sworn to them my secrets
never seen

. . .

destiny weaved ~

01 Friday Feb 2013

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bliss, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, passion, reason, relationship, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder

winter remembers
the curve of the tempter
longing decided
by locust and rain
destiny weaved
a honeybee’s locket
carpenters curse
neath a mountain of leaves

shifted and shy
the humble to pace ~
get us to bed
and turn not away
lover make haste
for seasons gone by
and I without sword
but provision
to fly

further each time
from the memory of home ~
faint as the serpent
pulled clean
through the yard
was carved into hunter
by each
tender blade

another ~

28 Monday Jan 2013

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awakening, becoming, breath, connection, death, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, restless, self, soul, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

if I were born
another place –
and never heard your name
or memorized the music
of your voice
would the night arrive
unnoticed
as wings above the pines
would I leave my prayers
for coming back
behind

if I were loved
some other way –
and stayed my will to know
of lessons almost ended
by my days
would lips be sealed
and not for one –
remembered as a kiss
buried with the memory
of refrain

if I were here
some other day –
familiar comprehension
as words to scatter
ashes to the wind
the failsafe of forever
eternity begins
within a dream
another fragile death

folded to a locket
buried with my sins –
reminders fall
around me
in the dark
verses haunt the pages
wherein another waits
held against a name
I dare not say

. . .

something unsaid ~

27 Sunday Jan 2013

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breathe
and for a moment
eternities still
the first
the last
forever I am held
within something unsaid –
garnered a kiss long ago
falling as voice
into praise

fleeting
reminders
of places behind
will became stars
on the way
familiar longing
as hands fit to hands –
beat to beat
to heart
living done over
forgotten the sin
lips move
with nothing to say

dream
as permission
to harness the mind
curs’ed sleep
takes us home
cedar boats
to carry –
evenings rush the tide
finds a morning
waiting
to atone

. . .

dreamed awake ~

26 Saturday Jan 2013

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bliss, cherokee, connection, dreams, faith, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, patient soul, restless, saving grace, southern, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wonder

was a gentle breeze
half blowing
and almost there a tune
of saving grace
and love denied a name
mysteries of maple
crush the fragile lawn
while others cling
to circumstance
brittle hangers-on

of seasons
without mercy –
glories climbed between
the crooked limbs –
tho knew not how to grow
while just beneath
the stutter breathes –
stillness
dreamed awake
as blossoming to heal
the patient soul

was the bluest sky
a chill withstood –
the want for more
than light
sparrows swam above
a perfect day
would walking me around
remove the wonder
or lead me past the edges
of understanding come
in years beyond
would think of you
this way

. . .

glimmer ~

26 Saturday Jan 2013

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beauty, bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, fearless, grace, knowing, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, universal, wandering, wisdom, wonder

were e’er the truth
be hiding –
as a speck against the night
as blue beneath
the april lizard’s tongue
as echoes burned
to dying song –
crickets born to cry
forgotten to the living
everything

were stories ours
for writing –
the ending still unseen
revealed in lacey shadows
down the hall –
or grown beyond
the reach of roots
warm beneath the clay –
clutched within the hands
of everything

were reason
ours to master –
seasons ours to sail
worlds beyond the red
that is our flame
of life and love
resounding –
crushes now the sigh
rolled onto the back
of everything

were moments
but a glimmer –
sand between our toes
dimestore glue
and glitter
make a crown
light to torch the fabric
wherein our love
is one –

come to see
(come to be) the truth
in everything

. . .

secrets ne’er forsaken ~

25 Friday Jan 2013

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willing
bends the willow tree
held by lace (and feather)
secrets ne’er forsaken
by the wind

canopies adorned by light
stretched to catch
the heavens –
her firmament
entrusted (to his love)

redbirds
string the sunrise
in slashes yellow golden
played us all (the fiddle)
by the fire

was once I there
(remember)
the warmest overwhelming
caught between forever –
were skies
I never knew

. . .

sworn to dance ~

22 Tuesday Jan 2013

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becoming, cherokee, connection, destiny, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, passion, postmark, reason, restless, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, wandering, wisdom, wonder

guard this heart
as was your own
for surely once it did
beat within the timbre
of your drum

sewn into the measure
of melodies made one
hidden by the secrets
of the rain

fell asleep
along the way
and rocked
the cowboy home –
rushed beyond the canyons
to the sea

fluted as a lullabye
hummingbird to gull –
floating west
a message to divine

perfumed nights
betrayed the chill –
of catfish salamander
cedars sworn to dance
beside the wind

warmest crush
of honeybees
swarm above the waves –
strained into the whisper
was told of you
and me

diamonds to light ~

21 Monday Jan 2013

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becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, restless, spirit, strength, truth, wandering, wisdom, wonder

this more than for wanting
a sweet apprehension –
as stems folded double by bloom
burst through the cracks
of fear unsurrendered
are holes where heaven
shines through

tis more than the morning
and sunlight defended
webs strung as diamonds
to light
shivers and ceilings
altered by grace
delicate whispers –
a voice in the night

a glow on the hearth
a flame in the heart
an ember of all that has been
strained in the living –
sitting fire to life
waiting as grace
rushes in

tis more than belief
in a miracle once
for moments – eternity shines
richer the graden run over
by weeds –
as bliss hanging low
on the vine

. . .