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coming back going ~

08 Wednesday Aug 2012

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kept to these pieces
of coming back
going
living and dying the rest to define
one more get busy
and lived I
to tell it –
how strange seems the pattern
of meaning to find

the ends
of beginning –
for ways undiscovered
questions revealing
the answers to more
ways as were destined
to sleep the night
waiting
with boots by the table –
and back to the door

and knew not of love
kept me from leaving
as pieces broke off
a handle – a key
lines through the linen
threads of another
as once I was given
this time to foresee

as notes
to the margins –
words underlined
bled through forever
to find us again
to wonder of reasons
and names now forsaken
words without marker –
reminders of when

the past lay unbroken
as blue satin slippers –
worn down the path
I cleared long ago
where now
the night sits
at the edge of my wonder –
warmed by the memory
of light on my soul

last time forget me ~

04 Saturday Aug 2012

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of those who would know me
the worst would allow –
and pages I can’t bare remember
the last time forget me –
the first one to stay
past the rise of tomorrow
on the thought of today

when the clothes
needed washing
and rent was come due
were fields needing more
that what planting
would do

I begged
for a savior –
a man among men
would come as a season
to know me again
would wake as the lantern
was burning its last
to relive every moment
of loving
was passed
to the vault that would stay
on a cord ’round my heart

a memory of comfort
wishes and lace –
wrapped in another
surrendered to grace
as we were
to forever –
every promise let go
let the crops burn
and weevils take hold –

more here
than heaven –
a paradise thrives
in moments eternity waits
share me the wonder
of morning reflection –
and a lantern
left long by the gate

ribbons ~

02 Thursday Aug 2012

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in the space of a moment
a lifetime
forever
another becomes
a second (no more)
than as we foretold
with the last we were here
taken the path
beginning to know

of others surrendered
in learning again
the truth
as were ribbons tied to the trees
and weaved to our soul
souvenirs

of all still to find
in seasons of rest
passing as breath to the breeze

settling somewhere
in places we are
eternal
immortal
as one to remain

a flickering light
spills a flame to the dark
shadows
remembered no more

yesterday
tomorrow
beginning again
we are still
as forever
a moment
of now

letters in the sand ~

01 Wednesday Aug 2012

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gather me the blessings
of tomorrow’s brighter sun
and hurry not the lessons
lest they run
as anxious hands to mar the face
is time not more than luck
or visions but a place
already known
speak again of waking dreams
and roads betrayed the veil
of granite paths
and letters in the sand
carry me
marry me
pacify my longing
sit me through the night
and let me hear
of reason come
the way of home ~
of volumes long since buried
and worlds beyond our will
to understand
seal my trust with kisses
of still familiar words
breathe the night
and burst in me the day

shangri-la ~

31 Tuesday Jul 2012

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who am I
this choice to be
and ageless as a fable
fastened to another page
pretending then to know
the time was sure
but never less
than sheets of corded linen
and where would I be led
but shangri-la

would e’er they read
this testament
and wonder what I knew
to where I’ve gone
when all is secret here
as roads are traced
from east to west ~
buzz from south to home
tho still there will be those
who understand

to wait another moment
will watch the sky for signs
and trust the waves
to sail the northern lights
I wonder will they notice
a subtle change in breeze ~
when the moon is almost gone
and cedar sings

whispers ~

30 Monday Jul 2012

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start me now
another time ~
beyond the edge of waiting
as wisdom wills to reason
beyond the winter’s say

life within
this present tense
of all and still becoming
no other could confess of such
or know of time this way

of hands to fit with other hands
lines impressed to lines
and faultless now the lull
to pull us home ~
the change of light
to more than sun
against the startled morning
essence found in moments
‘fore the dew

such silence prone
to miracles
might change these mortal vines ~
and gather us
as lilies to the vase

care for me
don’t spare for me
a place within your garden
and pray my seed be scattered
to the winds

move aside these shadows
of dawn’s caress returning ~
standing down the trees
beyond the gate
circles drawn in echo
to the waters near the willows
returning all for love
we held within

silken touch of something more
than passing on the pathway ~
knowing of another time
we dare not speak of here
and yet without the words
were we inclined

to tell it all
so eagerly the stories
I’ve been holding ~
bittersweet their presence
on my tongue

perfumes thru the window
float ~
whispers of remember
as names denied a place
beyond the stone

but for the soul
within the soul
of rivers ~ living timbers
mountains mourn a moment
so divine

verses stitched together
by one heart another day ~
knit a shell of blossoms
undisturbed
ribbons to an autumn sky
write in words we know

held apart
the lowly bloom ~
refused to fade away

this time around ~

26 Thursday Jul 2012

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beyond these sparse
concessions –
hope concedes at last
the dream decided long ago –
is pardoned to the past

as every vow repeated
let me choose again for thee –
to know of love’s arrival
in the future made for me

tho hesitated as was meant
another rise to burn
a hand to hold against my heart
as sacred truths return

to learn of me
the ways I knew
as love (my will) to know
where I would be this time around –
returning love I owe

coming back ~

25 Wednesday Jul 2012

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within this veil
of consequence –
sorrows steal the light
as plastic roses
wilt the sun to grey
where tears can drown
the perfect sound –
of living come again
a place beside

reserved for us –
as for the dreamer prayed

and choirs are singing
gather me –
beyond the river wide
a life or two
by those to know
the shepherd comes again
to stand behind (to walk before)
the one with need
to fall

a sweeter sound
as music where there was
but one to hear –
as folded hands
return with truth for all

keeper of
these moments –
of unseen evidence
skies rolled back
(and who am I to see)
angels breaking bread
are congregating –

as others wait
the coming back with me

why (again) ~

24 Tuesday Jul 2012

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of that which I am all
(you see)
meant somewhere to meet
across a crowded heaven –
wings above the lake
as come together (who are we)
might choose to look away
where once you were
I’ve noticed –
life goes on

no more than time
or consequence –
the proof of ones let go
ashes rain
and wrongs were washed away
dreaming as you left me
tell them all
I knew you when –
before the coldest winter
returned a spring
of snow

to bloom beyond
rememberance
did you know (I knew)
your name
and sometimes still at night
my laughter rings –
through the mountains
held between –
lifetimes passed into
of that which I am (all)
you see –
to know not why
again

same as mine ~

23 Monday Jul 2012

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beyond the grace
of evening come –
and feather beds
to rest beneath the bone
lessons become layers
of our coming back to find
was all that we had wanted
what was yours –
the same as mine

as cool the sweetest
morning breeze –
into the place we know –
and there but for a moment
silence speaks
of paths resolved the distance
a promise once we made
to come the night
remembering
our home

Author’s Note: For those I hold close ~ who (this week)
have from this  tired winter have flown ~ eternal is the spring they love.
Jerry, Andrew, Troy, and Marc