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o daddy ~

09 Sunday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, breath, cherokee, connection, destiny, faith, family, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, reason, relationship, spirit, understanding, wandering, wisdom, woman

was the first
of many princesses –
given faith to wander
and drew the map
would keep me
to his hands

mirrored
by the light beyond –
peace beyond the passing
language of another life
here to understand

of choices mine
the birth to be –
within the chosen hour
and held the two together –
as destiny entwined

this mystery
becoming –
none could tell
and few could see
even those who know me well
are missing me

fearless heart
awakened
by rain upon the roof –
and signs beyond the edge
where night was set

hands to hold
within the still –
mere moments fall away
in giving back
of all I’ve loved
today

oasis ~

09 Sunday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling, verse

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bliss, connection, conversation, destiny, dreams and visions, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, love, passion, reason, relationship, restless, spirit, truth, understanding

He said.

Let me ask you something,
If you don’t mind.
Lay my head on your shoulder
Wrap myself in your storm,
Where it’s safe
Where it’s warm.
Let me tell you something.
I promise it’s something real.
Let me tell you something,
Something about my self.
Something I’ve never told a soul
Not even myself
Out of fear
Out of the knowledge I wouldn’t be understood,
Known
Confirming my solitude
Confirming I’m alone.

I’m a middle aged, middle child
Born to middle class means,
In the middle of a country
That values extremes.
I don’t know what that means
If anything
In the greater scheme
If anything,
But I do know
I do believe
I’m happiest in my middle life,
That world I find between.
Between the absurdity of the waking world
And the lucid world of dreams
Where anything is possible
And nothing is what it seems.
There lies the creative world
Combining the two.
There I find that amazing world
That led me straight to you.

She said.

I’m from another place
just south and to the east
most all my days
spent barefoot
‘cept those
spent on my knees
‘cept those I walked
within the dark
searching for a light
would burn with me the brighter
of suns within the night
traded words
and followed maps
we made of yesterday
across the plains
o’er other sands
would lead me back this way
from middle to the north
south of everything
your road –
a gravel leading here
you chiseled every stone
were steps (to where I’m going)
a path to bring me home

He said.

So here we are.
A fortuitous interlude
Where life fades away
Concerns and fear allay
Dreams and visions hold sway.
An oasis
In the midst of this convoluted jungle.
Temperate winds
Beneath a sky so blue.
But it’s not like us to savor the moment
It’s not like us to let time slip by
Unexamined, unquestioned.
So we search the drifting clouds
For purpose,
For meaning.
But it’s up to us to provide that meaning,
Wouldn’t you agree?
Meaning is the gift we give
Purpose the reason we survive, we live?

She said.

There’s so much more
than this,
a life to spend
in search of bliss
as sighs held captive
to a kiss…
begin to give us answer.
There’s wings
with light their only truth,
days behind we hid the proof,
gave the best to wasted youth,
knew we’d come to nothing.
If only for a moment (now)
we’re in this place
as grace allowed,
will find our way to love (somehow),
much stronger for the journey.

She said, it’s no more
than a day
just close your eyes
and know the way
is open where we left before
the same we came
to follow…

close your eyes
reach out your hand
there’s much
that I don’t understand
but I’ll show you what I do
and then…
when we have passed
into the light
we’ll remember this
(redeeming night)
when truth bespoke
of wisdom’s plight
was here we lingered
out of sight
an oasis –
for the moment

He said.

You make me laugh
At myself
At the simplicity of it all.
Why did I make it so complicated?
When it was as plain and true and beautiful
As you
And this moment.
This moment.

So long I’ve wandered
So long I’ve searched
Desperate to find reason
To conquer why
To slay doubt
And all the while
It was here
In your arms.

The only truth
The only meaning,
The only reason,
To love and be loved.
No matter how briefly.
How deeply.

How lovely.

She said.

was not for you decided
I never asked
(how could I ask)
when was always mine
to give (to hold)
however brief
(eternity shall pass
and start all over)

was not for you decided
I never asked
(why would I ask).

whispers ~

08 Saturday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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Tags

connection, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering

was said
there’ll be another time
I wonder if that’s true
when I will find you waiting here
when I shall come to you
when I will read
and you will write
our words will spill the same
how many lives may pass as none
to wonder why we came

you feel it now
I know it’s real – this longing in my soul
was made for words
and words will come
how is that you know
I read it once – you taught me well
how could that ever be
another time – another bed –
a place of destiny

there are words
and there are words
that’s how I’m bound to you
as breath to breath
as earth to sun
I know this much is true
I’ll find you when
we next begin
as love
somewhere
we dream

I love that smile
it’s been a while
through times of disbelief
you knew me then
and now again –
the smell of burning leaves

would rivers know
the way to home –
or long for something more
than places still remembered
where love was passed
before

unremembering ~

07 Friday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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Tags

blessings, death, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, passion, reason, relationship, spirit, strength, truth, wisdom, wonder

I wish I had held
to moments more dearly ~
to songs that were played
on the breath of a sigh.
I wish I had watched
as wonder unraveled
and slept when it ended ~
a thought passing by.

I wish I had prayed
and waited my blessings ~
as sure in their coming
my delight when they came.
I wish I had dreamt
long past your leaving ~
and woke to a morning
where love still remained.

I wish I had spoke
when the words
were still tender ~
their silence remembered
to places I go.
I wish I had listened ~
did you speak of forever
in rhyme before reason ~
and wanting to know.

I wish I had gone
when the going was easy ~
the lessons to linger
not much to confess.
A road that was fated ~
the way back
forgotten.
My chance for redemption
not bartered for less.

I wish I had known
the real of what mattered ~
were moments pretending
or just passing through.
I wish I had held
a little while longer ~
e’er time steal the memory
of wishing for you.

get me back ~

07 Friday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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Tags

destiny, dreams, forgiveness, grace, life, living, love, old maps, passion, relationship, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering

lifetimes more
somewhere I know
I left you broken (left you blue)
fortune raised to falling light –
into these arms
of wishes true

wore your tears
against my heart
eighty years and not a one –
you weren’t a part
of me (becoming)
– jealous moon
of curs’ed sun

found a note
you left behind –
and pinned your voice
inside my sleeve
for every time
I heard your name
my breath was stopped
for love (to grieve)

was ever I
to feel this way –
or given grace
again somewhere
(take me back) into this life –
another day
to find you there

dare you break
of ties so frail –
as final payment lingers due
wilted roses
broken fence
and miles between
(I never knew)

where you’d be
this time around –
Kentucky roads
split north and south
the same old stars –
(the same sweet view)
and all the rest
forgotten now

once enough
forever still –
words are folded
(you can’t see)
pages rub (my memory raw)
as night returns
your love
to me

this way ~

06 Thursday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

connection, dreams, forgiveness, grace, kentucky, life, love, memory, moments, old maps, passion, photographs, postmark, reason, soul signature, truth, understanding

meet me
where the sunrise
burns dreams
into the waking –
yellow as the roses
yesterday

were begged forgiveness
fell apart –
as petals on the counter
before the words were gone
and truth betrayed

meet me
where the waters roll
backwards to the glaciers
as cold to polish black
the river rocks

dream
and tell me
where I was
before you found me waiting
still within the first to rise
breath undone
by light

save for me
the final dance
though I am not a dancer
practiced more to verse
than e’er to sway
of arms around me
reaching
to keep my heart aloft –
hands to hold
as wishes tucked away

a picture postcard
kept in place
by something more becoming
for years I will remember you
this way
constellations shining
in the light behind your eyes

evermore resounding
in words we couldn’t say

beneath the bark ~

06 Thursday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

becoming, cherokee, connection, fearless, grace, life, love, nature, poetry, reason, spirit, strength, truth, wisdom, wonder

spring has melted
summer stone
as blossoms white
to grace the ground
crooners sit
the long night perched –
balanced by the moon

silhouette of shadow
against this pink charade
surely this –
our fate to know
one more blessed summer
met as one to count
of hairs
(every day) between

the rising
and the falling down
so glad we have no warning –
of when the bell
shall toll
and time begins

dusted light
before the dawn
yet eyes can see forever
as lovers press allegiance
to the blade

crickets
store their trumpets
and still their tired hands –
while luna slows her heart
against the wood

one more turn
eternal
as rings beneath the bark –
balance me beside the moon
as doves before
the day

I wish you knew ~

06 Thursday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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Tags

becoming, bliss, connection, death, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, passion, reincarnation, restless, soul signature, truth, wandering, wisdom, woman

was a morning stilled
by dew to frost
steam rolled off a winter lawn
was there before
the sun woke up
I lay beneath the stars
at dawn

I listened hard
would comfort come
eyes closed tight,
my arms spread wide…
would I be blessed
to hold you still —
I spoke your name
and wept inside

I wish you knew
of thoughts unshared —
of love unspoke
my sore regret
for moments passed
alone and far,
I wonder —

will you find me
yet

a startled bird
a swirling leaf
a gentle sigh — as breath to skin

I sense you here
as warmth — the sun
is woke from sleep
to burn again

Author’s Note: For Brenda who watches every beetle
for signs of Ray, and for Ray who watches
Brenda. Until then…….it is so.

colors ~

05 Wednesday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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Tags

connection, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, restless, spirit, truth, wandering, wisdom

as soft the wind
the grasses lure
and golden flows the river
swayed against the backs
of skyward glance

such it is
the calm retreat
of thought before emotion
as voice remembered
after words
have gone

in the silence
do you listen
e’er your name be spoken here
or prayed the night
in private –
echoes falling
just as clear

as leaves
restore a blanket
spun to ribbons
for my hair –
will breezes blow
our truth to know
in pieces
everywhere

mysteries ~

04 Tuesday Sep 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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Tags

becoming, cherokee, connection, grace, kentucky, living, love, nature, reason, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder

baby birds
and someone misses
verse succumb to evergreen
lost within
the yellows glisten
tempting me –
as flame to wing

smiles returning
unknown language –
autumn falling soft the night
raindrops ring
with gentle cadence –
loving lisp
to nature’s sigh

til slower now
the stories telling
stars where once was only blue
days fold into years
forgiving –
past the time
when wishes true

thought not long
the way unyielding
or places I mistook for mine –
tore my jeans
as I was leaving
and for a little while
was blind

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