09 Saturday Jan 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
when I’ve forgotten
how it was –
to want for something more
when years are passed
will I no longer
wait along
your shore
when I’ve forgotten
everything –
I thought I knew of love
will then I write
the same as I do now
of verses
met with kisses –
scars where touch was burned
dreams I lived
with evermore to learn
the ways of you
the ways of us –
embers to ignite
a blue I can’t remember –
stars betrayed
to life
. . .
31 Thursday Dec 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
I’ve lost track
and recollection
of where I left my keys –
and just last night
I realized I’d forgotten
how to dream
so much
we’ve forsaken
is remembered not the same
the winds are turning
but they still know
my name
I listen for the nightbirds –
so much sweeter than the news
reminding me of other times
and how it hurts to lose
everything I surely needed
like those keys
like my heart
like places we’ve forgotten
how to start
. . .
20 Friday Mar 2020
Posted by tornadoday | Filed under spirituality
25 Monday Feb 2019
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized
comes a time
pressed into
the memory of leaving
names and places
thought erased
by getting on –
by dying
from moments
unrepentant
truth returns another lie
trust was once
so easy –
now denied
words succumb
to silence
an echoed I love you
whispers
as the morning wakes –
to beckon me anew
. . .
20 Monday Aug 2018
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
becoming, blessings, breath, conscious consciousness, gathered, home, inspired, learning, life, love, nature, spirit, truth
I am breath
against the branches
light across the green
ten thousand other mornings
save for thee
I am waves
upon the water –
tiny shells beneath your feet
warmth that keeps a memory
of home
I am the first you know
before your dreams
are slipped beyond your sleep
a sigh that bears the name
of destiny
I am the reason
you’ve forgotten –
as a nightbird
I will sing
of blues you only dreamed
remember me
. . .
29 Friday Jun 2018
Posted in Poetry
06 Wednesday Jun 2018
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
blessing, home, learning, life, love, nature, remembering, seeing in the dark, spirit, truth, words
it’s not so brutal
to remember –
not a distance yet to go
I close my eyes
and for a moment –
all I’ve loved
is all I know
it’s not the dream
that keeps me dreaming –
nor a prayer
when I’m alone
it’s not the days
I know will dwindle
til the stars
recall me home
something more
is meant for sharing
something I forgot to tell
how the mountains
sense our pleasure –
higher still
when loved we
well
. . .
24 Wednesday Jan 2018
I was at last
an eager breath –
the scent of snow on dust
a place of nearly nothing
how I felt
when you were gone
going –
which and still
I wonder now
but I’ve returned
somehow
in learning
none are gone away –
the journey
blooms with seeds
from yesterday
. . .
Regardless the journey, we are never lost to love nor us to it. Where we are, it is…….. We carry love; it carries us. Home is a place to which we are always going….a familiar we’ve never forgotten.
19 Wednesday Jul 2017
Tags
beginning here, breath, close, journey, learning, life, love, path, somewhere still, time, truth
more
and for a future made
pieces blue and bright
a vision –
all I held
within my sight
a road no longer
walked along
trees
and branches
talked
of ancient times
and once I thought
to stay
wrapped in you
listening –
to silence
just as mine
gathered near
where secret whispers
bloomed
keep me here
stay the end
hold
and let me hold
to where I knew
you held
the way
to home
. . .
28 Monday Nov 2016
Posted in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
home, intimacy, learning, light, love, loving arms, magic, memory, release, spirit, stars, story, truth, wish
11/27/2016
1:38 AM
he spoke
of worlds
she wandered through
but never dared admit
to knowing more
than just her way around
to listen
lest the madness come
to steal this fire away
what wish
could e’er replace
his favored star
was given name
one frigid night
when wrapped again
they dreamed
of faraways
ten thousand more
tho ne’er a one remained
as breath beyond the window
light upon the snow
mysteries remembered
to a kiss
where questions spilled
unanswered
in wait for evermore
a night when he
might carry her to home
shroud in ancient
story
of some other
yesterday
he found her there
within a wish
he made
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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