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beyond your name ~

24 Thursday Sep 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality, verse

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easy as I, home, letting go, life, love, missing, poetry, that thing I do with a pen, time, touch

sometimes it hurts
more than words –
than e’er a poem
would want confess
I find a joy
in grieving
that moves my soul to rest
to say goodbye
letting go
but for my heart
I might be gone
down the ways
beyond your name
beyond the pull of home
beyond the want
of evermore –
the memory of touch
leaves are falling
storm clouds
into dust

. . .

every time ~

01 Wednesday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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another time, faith, letting go, life, love, memory, time, trust, truth, understanding

gulf tides 2019

for every time
you left me
beneath a cobalt sky –
was another
when you taught me
how to fly

for every hurt
I carry –
a memory of trust
another place
awaited –
just for us

for every chance
worth taking –
were nights I grieved alone
– yet love is all
I really need
to know

for every sigh
another fell –
moonlight to my skin
for every time
I found you here –
I let you go
again

. . .

pretty liars ~

04 Thursday Jun 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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confession, forgiveness, it's what I do, just like this, letting go, lies, life, love, lovers, truth becoming, wait, words, writing without rhyme

holythis

I’ve been a saint
been a sinner –
a fury raged
against the page
I’ve found love
and sure forgiveness
suffered me
the will to wait

of all the others
come before you –
count me blind
I’ve known my share
of pretty liars
so familiar –
enough to bury
deep somewhere

. . .

once to come ~

30 Monday Dec 2019

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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another time, home, letting go, life, love, memory, reasons, remembrance, spirit, spring, time, truth, winter

breath (2)

I asked you once to come –
when winter was melted
as petals pushed forward
to remember
the home
I described for you
in the silver convergence
of dreams

I asked you come
to stay beyond
leaving
one more time
to hold me together
through another
letting go

I asked you to come
but now –
recalling
has lessened the reasons
for wanting you here
when spring
is returning
– and the winter
so fond in remembrance
has left me
to go

where once I begged you
to come

. . .

life beyond the leaving ~

06 Tuesday Mar 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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Tags

acceptance of something so very far from happiness, alone, divorce, heartbreak, leaving, letting go, life, life beyond the leaving, lonely, loss, love, missing, separateness, sorrow, time, truth

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how is it
I’ve grown weary
of the way you sip your tea –
the way you smile so unaware
of grief
that anchors me

every day –
in ten thousand ways
tho I cannot tell you why
the nights grow cold –
and I remiss
at telling you goodbye

as it was
before – as cannot be
your hand a comfort then
your voice – a whisper pining
a soulful welcome in

I wonder if you notice
or do you wonder as I do
of life beyond
the leaving –
a barter carried through

has it been years
or more to count
this distance now I feel
words without the strength to speak –
a hurt that will not heal

. . .

Author’s Note: Before you get concerned for me, I feel the need to explain. This isn’t about me, but rather the result of a conversation with a dear friend – one who has stayed beyond the leaving.

merging ~

22 Tuesday Sep 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

acceptance, angels, becoming, grace, home, letting go, life, love, nature, solace

fireflies

in the still
of September
as promises poised
at the far northern edge
of the lawn
fireflies flash
a fleeting surrender
as merging
they dream
into one perfect light
where all
just beginning
the creation of soul
love feels the same
as I knew
that it would
the first time only
of all I have known
began with forever –
a moment of grace
warmed by the notion
we’ve been here
before
holding hands
as always
remembered us
home

. . .

easy ~

18 Friday Sep 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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always, distance, home, homecoming, letting go, life, light, love, promise, somewhere sometimes, starting, still, trust, unremembered

breatheme

a long looking back
to a moon
o’er my shoulder
to eyes that haven’t changed
though days spread
between
the first and forever
of an almost forgotten
kiss for another
knew me back when
life was just starting
love was this easy
and you were
uncertain
just dreaming
of me

. . .

taking back of time ~

08 Tuesday Sep 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

connection, gravel roads, home, knowing, letting go, living, love, memories, remembrance, sacred intimacy, seasons, time

theywaitforme

I’m the road
made sure
for coming home –
the taking back of time
words where none
would fit
the same as mine
from here
the waiting restless
as stars
again align
I’m more than once
you might have dreamed
– thought
removed of rhyme

gather me
remember me
beyond this sacred
afterglow
lay me down
beneath the night –
another loved you so
in keeping
let your sweet embrace
replace my will –
my need to go
til all of you
returns to me
as all of love
I know

. . .

reclassified ~

11 Thursday Jun 2015

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Rambling

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Tags

acceptance, as easy as breathing, beauty, blessings, divine this, family, forgiveness, gravel roads, home, knowing, lessons, letting go, life, love, nothing is ever lost, only, sacred intimacy, simply, truth, understanding

Try as I might, from time to time I need reminding (or, as my Ma Hutch would have said, ‘a skillet to the head’). I can get so caught up in the drama that I forget the bottom line. I neglect the one thing that matters most.

If there’s a rule by which my daddy lives, it’s simply this. “Don’t ever let a problem become bigger than a person to love.” He makes it seem easy, to be honest.

And sometimes, it is easy. Like when everyone agrees or we’re all focused on that single one brilliant thing that takes our collective breath away.428e9a870d81a921d

But most of the time, opinions get caught in the middle. Egos stand in the way. Perceptions about things that no one even witnessed – well, a lot of things get in the way. And before you know it, we’re arguing about whether it’s too early to plant watermelon or too late to start a movie.

And the thing (love) that was absolutely the most important thing is somehow ‘managed over’, reclassified into the ‘not so important’ file in error.

That’s not to say that love is forgotten (I love you; it’s the liking that hangs me up). It isn’t. It’s just a second thought, something taken for granted that never should be. It’s the lone footnote that should have been the title.

My mother meddles in things that aren’t her business. My sister struggles with demons almost 30 years old. My children and grandchildren have lives of their own, plans of their own. The moon turns a jealous eye, and before we notice, another season is passed – another time not to come again.

But if we’re lucky (so blessed), that thing that mattered (love) – it remains. When the voices are lost in argument, opinions have burned away, and the quiet settles soft like the snore of a sleeping child – it is there (still).

So, today, before I respond too quickly to an email or a text, I remind myself that nothing is bigger than my love for these. Nothing I will allow.

in fields
where yesterday
forgotten
petals crush the ground
with the memory
of every winter
frost

bring me round
one more time
before the blossom fades
let me breathe
the sweet perfume
of love –
was never
lost

. . .

burns like whiskey ~

03 Wednesday Jun 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

angels, assurance, beauty, brokenness, choice, compassion, connection, depression, family, fearless, healing, hurt, letting go, love, tenderness, wholeness

solace

in the breath
that was
an unborn child
a shadow
o’er the sun
ancient waves
crashing to the sea
echoing surrender
tears as silent rain
while wishing
fell asleep
against my soul
courage
burns like whiskey
when all the nights
are long
dreams denied
the sanctity
of home

. . .

Author’s Note: Recently, my heart has been laid open, working with someone I love (dearly) to address old hurts, old pains, scars beneath the scars. Depression wears thin across the same old lines, always taking more than we had to give.

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