into this one ~

30 Monday Jul 2012

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for every time
I thought I knew ~
another came I wondered
and questioned every question
born of dreams

gave away
the best of me ~
wished on ancient stars
and swore I’d find my way
to where you sleep

for memories I never had
and seasons passing
somewhere ~
fields of winter wheat
have blown away

as come to this
the sweetest place ~
of all I’ve known before
snowflakes fall as blooms
to mid July

skies could never mirror
the refuge of your eyes ~
reflecting back the colors
of the soul

here am I ~
the same as lifetimes passed
into this one ~
eternal as a moment
wished I once on you

promise ~

29 Sunday Jul 2012

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to wonder why
it was to be
when came ~ another day
though not your plan
to leave again
another heart to save

with words
to match your rhythm ~
as language spilled to rhyme
we flew beyond the seeking
as geese into the night

wanting for a moment
never knew the way
we’d be ~
returning for each other
by way of memory

to know again
as once we were ~
when swore an oath to find
the way beyond the darkness ~
a moment so divine

we couldn’t stay
we wouldn’t say
lest words ~ our truth reveal
a mystery
we’d come again
this promise to fulfill

e’er destiny be less
than more
or fate betray our place
words denied a keeper
tales of breath and lace ~

as shadows failing
brushed aside by sighs ~
a lover’s curse
shall be the way remembered ~
as souls reborn to verse

don’t go ~

28 Saturday Jul 2012

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story me now
the life before someday
and who I was then
seems you’re all I know
when held as we were ~
(in the place we don’t mention)
the truth passed beyond
the choice to let go

riddles in rhyming
just suppose nothing
wherein we ~ the dream ~
made our way to the now
back to the places
always we linger
where you were (somewhere)
forgotten just how

the shade
of your eyes
is a moonlight reflection
embers to flame ~
this love to resume
as the touch of your hand ~
to the door of my longing
were lifetimes returning
to this ~ unassumed

what will come
or just where we’ll be come forever ~
a rush unremembered ~
this feeling of home

with never a thought
to untangle the answers
lest they whisper some other
don’t go ~
measuring breaths
by times barely breathing
so easy the telling
from others we’ve known

story me now
your passion for living ~
and where the light plays
on the still of your soul

I’ll start the coffee
if you’ll prop the window –
I’ll meet you here
somewhere ~
when next you are home

whispers beginning to show ~

27 Friday Jul 2012

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more than this
will heaven remember ~
or some other night
I might live to see
buried in stars
a blanket pulled over
whispers beginning to show

of faraway nights
ancients of greece
and stories they weaved
with arrangements of light ~

while here in this now
I cling to your presence
a ribbon of kisses
~ a collarbone sigh ~
as fingers reclaim
constellations

beyond what is known
by Venus one day ~
Mars keeps a secret somewhere
of verses we scattered
to prisms of light
out past the place
where we love

learned again ~

27 Friday Jul 2012

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of that we knew
we’ve learned again
as difference made whole
passing as a thought
we strained to hear

as breath
against the branches
whispers test the breeze –
ashes float a torch
above the way

magic pools
reflection
of a long ago sunrise
testament of dreamer ~
to a king

honeybee and hornet
stretch to raise their canopy
of majesty made over
for the one who came to know
the world as one
surrendered to his sighs ~

innocence decided
by watchers on the wing
rakes the night
in search of words unsaid

answers written over
in the rush
to keep it all
another waits in silence ~
to question why we came

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

so it is ~

25 Wednesday Jul 2012

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there’s a softness
to surrender ~
a strangeness to goodbye
our cup of sand is gone
before we know

before was come
the call to go ~
we bend beneath our tears
counting nights by in-betweens ~
moments unto years

and so it is ~
unknown before
(so clearly now) we see
the ways we came revealing
our will ~
our destiny

adrift on time
denied of space ~
as one (reserved) for this
the universe remembers well
each memory of bliss

fear will surely rob
the soul
of reasons to begin ~
as bittersweet
the first goodbye
when salted by our sin

Author’s Note: Inspired (in part) by the quote ~
“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time.
My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”

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

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

as we are ~

21 Saturday Jul 2012

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buy me a ring
to wear through the winter
when nights lean to cold –
some solace to be
would trade every vow
for an old woolen blanket
and a story you told
only me

build me a house
at the edge of the river –
a place where the muscadine grows
wild as the weeds twisted about us –
nightbirds and wishes
returning to home

read me the poem
you wrote me that summer
when first came to seek
a lesson in rhyme
tease me with comforts
I might have resisted
had verses been all
you gave
of your time

share me the night
of hunters and halos –
guard me a place
untouched by the stars
remind me to breathe
without thought to surrender
of where we are going –
the same as we are

carve me a song
from maple and cypress –
chisel each note to my skin
rock me away
on the tide of a whisper
and dream me
to heaven (to heaven)
again