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wing’eds
split a southern sky
black as night
to song
silken grey
of worlds beyond
our one
northern hearts
invaded
by restlessness
for home –
sorrows
echoed back
across the dawn
. . .
10 Wednesday Feb 2016
Posted in Poetry
08 Monday Feb 2016
05 Friday Feb 2016
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

years are gathered
unto me –
til I can’t breathe
the night
or see beyond
another crimson dawn
where I have come
repenting
for days (these miles)
between
hands I know by heart
(let them pray)
for memories –
some other life
(where I have loved
you well)
where silence waits
to steal my heart
from sleep
. . .
Image: Medicine Woman Seeking Solitude, 1915, courtesy Library of Congress
04 Thursday Feb 2016

between
the place
where truth recalled –
fingers trace
forever
worlds beyond
the weary reach of fate
folds
and constellations
secrets
made to share
endearing me
a lifetime –
but a kiss
a sigh
the same as music
was calling me to home
warmth
I knew –
you’d change
the locks
one day
rusted rhyme
to silence me –
adapts a knowing smile
of pastures walked
in step with you
beside
a night before
eternities to miss
. . .
03 Wednesday Feb 2016
Tags
allowing, bliss, breath, knowing what we know, light, love, memory, remembrance, seeing in the dark, tenderness, truth

I’m the daughter
of a son
a tender petition
an echo
where promise
once moved on the wind
a wave from the marrow
river of my heart
spoke
in the language
of soul
to your soul
a moment
returning
to one never lost –
how sweetly we feel
when cleared
from the past
remembered as whole
to places we’ve been
touched
without touching
eternally when
we were held
as a secret –
passed without word
from a light
just beginning
to burn
. . .
29 Friday Jan 2016

how is it
we’ve returned again
to know the path behind
seeing for the first
another way
reminders of an evermore
we swore to keep beside
where was I
and where for you
I weep
lullabies
I sing alone
whene’er I hear your name
or read of lines
already
I’ve betrayed
the lesson
for the one more kiss
one more lifetime
yet
beyond the breath
wherein the dawn
is laid
. . .
29 Friday Jan 2016
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
breath, distance, home, life, longing, love, memory, remembered to home, sometimes, story, time, truth

busy me
with breathing
broken vine
of write me down
strain
to tell (again)
these stories I’m become
(the memory)
of tears
shed to seed the
only morning after
where thunder –
silent strumming
tho none (but one) can hear
wings against this waking
remind my soul
(commit my heart)
to dream
night birds
just beyond the reach
of reaching (into day)
secrets
sworn to flannel
rest beneath my
willing
words
(where none
are needed)
beyond what love
can say
. . .
26 Tuesday Jan 2016
Tags
forgiveness, home, life, love, nature, passage, renewal, seasons, time, treasure, truth, what we keep

were seasons
undecided
by a measure made
of days
tis loss we bear –
a lifetime
shorter still
time has melted
here
and I don’t feel
the same as then
no matter
what I should
or what I will
petals lie awake
beside promise
sworn to keep –
an early spring
and one more
letting go
green betrays
the last goodbye
November
spoke about –
pastures buried deep
beneath the
snow
. . .
25 Monday Jan 2016
Posted in Poetry

from a breath
another came
a wheel beneath the potter
a dream where once
I danced
and you reclined
beneath a bed
of evening stars
watching as I spun
round about
a lazy winter down
kisses
where each planet
grew
black against
your shining
a single song
whereby I learned
my name
come
and I’ll remember you
when days are
gathered near
when nights I reach
to find
the place
we made
. . .
22 Friday Jan 2016
Posted in Poetry

here
was all
before I knew
before my first
beginning
light was poured
from heart
to boot
hopeful
never ending
broken stones
with one more step
to get from
this
return
sheltered by
the shadow of your sighs
whispers fell
from wishes cast
stars
no longer shine
dreamers wake
to love anew –
one more
every
time
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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