reminders ~

12 Sunday Aug 2012

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twas not for me
to sacrifice
names denied their place
of lovers never knowing –
something more to me
than grace

the ways to home
so seldom clear –
as fate sometimes unfair
dreams are weaved to lockets –
ribbons for my hair

to share of these
sweet mysteries –
of questions yet to be
answers wrapped in waiting –
return as love to me

forgotten now
our reasons –
time was stopped by will to know –
wonder still surrounds me
when nights are long
and cold

reminders of forever –
few can borrow
none can steal –
of moments we remain the same
as first the truth revealed

a rush of breath
becomes my skin –
as voices haunt the dark
a love beyond
my reasoning –
awaits my eager heart

wayward ~

11 Saturday Aug 2012

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parable of destinies
awaits a new foretelling
as one to know
so few will understand –
the past can never be returned
but never is it ended
in places
we remain –
the arrow flies

as every wing
is sworn to soar
a path across the window –
seas forever parted
by a wayward
butterfly

beyond the proof
of heaven –
fathers keep an ancient vow
lives within the reach
of dreams –
awake to us
somehow

truth endears
the willing soul –
and stills these fits of slumber
tears are turned to smiles
(within our hope)

silence spans
the narrow bridge
moments fall around us
long the night
to keep us satisfied

in seeking truth –
we honor love
in these –
these mortal visions
parable of coming home
across the evening tide

backwards ~

10 Friday Aug 2012

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rings overlapping
as fate to discover
some mystery there
in the place we become
as flame to a flicker
wings to a vapor
forever returning us
backwards
to home

to the words
of beginning
the seed barely planted
bring forth the baby
a mother to feed
e’en now in the darkness
loving arms worry
for the empty confession
a lingering need

breath to remember
from long nights
awakened
with light in our veins
another night’s fire
dreams of the journey
weaved to our memory
a warm resignation
of burning desire

when couldn’t
we wouldn’t
turn from returning –
somewhere
are others
repeating our name
to the edge of existence
eternity stretches –
to make of this moment
the reason
we came

lullaby ~

10 Friday Aug 2012

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come for me
when redbud blossoms
scarlet –
‘neath the winter
when the lowly dove
sits silent in the pines

carry me
to places –
you remember as forever
as wings to break the darkness –
turned to love
the nick of time

speak for me
in rhyming words – verses
I’ve neglected
falling into worlds
I thought I knew

breathe
and I will share them all
til none are left to wonder –
where you end
and I (the same)
begin

come to know
as love allows –
the story of redemption
pages where your name
is written there

fill the morn with laughter
take of me –
the sweetest part
and write a song
(a lullaby) of us

walk the porch
as daylight trails
eager to our shadows –
told by lace
of mysteries somewhere

bring to me your longing –
your compass
and your sorrows
wear for me the light
that is your face

come for me
when years are but a mark
upon the mantle –
where age is nothing more
than letting go
garner me
the promise –
of all I ever wanted
awakened by a whisper
come for me

chasing daylight ~

09 Thursday Aug 2012

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e’er we speak
of sweeter dawns
storm clouds refuged by the sun
of other days (just like today)
rained a rainbow every one

of consequence
afforded me –
what was meant (and who can know)
of promise left
where none can see
sleeps between my heart and soul

knew of joy despite the cost –
finding truth in moments missed
stayed the darkness
for a poem –
line for line
another kiss

who will come to understand –
would bring me home
with one more sigh –
wash the dishes
beat the rugs –
chasing daylight into night

talk is cheap but I can hear –
wonder still to words you said
goodbye lingers with the dawn
stealing memory
from my bed

coming back going ~

08 Wednesday Aug 2012

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kept to these pieces
of coming back
going
living and dying the rest to define
one more get busy
and lived I
to tell it –
how strange seems the pattern
of meaning to find

the ends
of beginning –
for ways undiscovered
questions revealing
the answers to more
ways as were destined
to sleep the night
waiting
with boots by the table –
and back to the door

and knew not of love
kept me from leaving
as pieces broke off
a handle – a key
lines through the linen
threads of another
as once I was given
this time to foresee

as notes
to the margins –
words underlined
bled through forever
to find us again
to wonder of reasons
and names now forsaken
words without marker –
reminders of when

the past lay unbroken
as blue satin slippers –
worn down the path
I cleared long ago
where now
the night sits
at the edge of my wonder –
warmed by the memory
of light on my soul

drummer ~

07 Tuesday Aug 2012

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calm the storm
against my waning –
press me not for names or dates
some evidence of where
I wasted –
or solace come for me
too late

still my drum
with loving timbers –
beg its music rise the same
once as one
returning cadence
twins returned to single flame

as come before
in this to tarry
seek not of truths I left behind
lest your journey
be for nothing
save for evidence
of mine

sit the sun
upon the ‘morrow
call me back into your will
pierce the veil
of comprehension –
e’er this earthy cup
be filled

with love beyond
my need to measure –
boundless now
this living balm
ancient drums of silent thunder –
wing the soul
to spirits calm

wrapped in rain ~

07 Tuesday Aug 2012

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come the early chill
of autumn
maple spurned by drying leaves –
there blossoms of december
sleep beneath
her mystery

come the blush of frost
a snowflake –
to seal the blessed earth
ageless as the rings
surrounding –
burned to black
her lowly birth

before the spring was made
to suffer
one more fall beyond our reach
sacred vow of consecration
wrapped in rain –
the willows breech

to stand before –
alone untethered
more by faith that one of time
seeks the truth
but knows its answer –
one more bud
to break the vine

beyond this fleeting
intuition –
hope for one more
warm embrace
before the sun concedes to shadow
cedars watch the night
for grace

scarlet ~

06 Monday Aug 2012

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when first you were
as come to me –
a letter someone mailed
and put my name to scarlet
neath the picture of a sail
a stamp of once forgotten
to the refuge of the waves
and ‘cross the tides
delivered me your soul

as ever we were parted
and swore to meet again
to other shores
remembered why we left
with not a thought
to what was passed –
memories no longer
just the gentle shift of time
beneath our wake

hands to reach
across this great divide
of crystal waters –
as sands to form
beneath a quarter moon
silver pails of longing
kept too long
the wait for home
would dreams return us dancing
as sunlight on the foam

dates long passed ~

06 Monday Aug 2012

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thought I not of turning back
to places of my own ~
how many names forgotten
are written now to stone
a night or two
a date long passed
survived by briar and sweat
eternity foreshadowed
by moments of regret
and stood I there
more times than told
to watch as prophets marched
from shiny limousines
with linen collars starched
without a tear between them
didn’t know of plans to live
or truth that went the way
of moss –
another to forgive
the coming home for more than this
than scripture without verse
lights returned the lonely here
as destinies rehearsed
as loving lips were robbed
of voice –
words to fall apart
asleep beneath the timbers
beside a broken heart