nights you lay me down ~
07 Monday Nov 2022
07 Monday Nov 2022
29 Monday Aug 2022
what was left
of the creek
has turned into dust
(was here
i once held up the night)
was right here
beside you
covered with dew
assessing the stars
(wishes in flight)
was heaven this close
(i scarce can recall)
how sweet was your love
on my skin –
venus made nest
in a handful of curls
words seeking silence
again
(and again)
tell me once more
how swiftly the waves
to carry us far
from this place where we lay
how cool were
the oceans –
(created from dust)
to hold what was left
(to the story)
of us
. . .
25 Saturday Jun 2022
i begged my heart
surrender
to the absolute of time
nights without you
cradled in my arms
i bartered peace
a place
would lay me down
to let you go
years before your soul
remembered mine
verses fall
weary
from hands
that knew you well –
curtains float
as whispers to the breeze
all i have
is no more than a store
of yesterdays
a season uninvited
silver cords
and silent pleas
. . .
27 Sunday Feb 2022
Posted Poetry, Storytelling, verse
indo you remember
crickets playing
well into the night
an oasis formed of dreams
hiding there
granny’s blanket
folded –
a carrier of wish
for days
I pulled starlight from
my hair
. . .
11 Friday Feb 2022
we were lanterns
caught in webs –
sparkled
with the dew
a righteous moon
made jealous
by the dawn
flames where wishes
landed –
near to places
once we lay
silence
falling stars
we counted on
we were sparks
within the heavens –
seeking love
we would
become
. . .
17 Friday Dec 2021
Posted Poetry
inTags
breath, forgiveness, love, lovers, now, space, starting over, time, truth
before the time
unknowing
the end was not the end
but a means of understanding
where healing
might begin
before the rush of waking
one dream
allowed to be –
fell within the promise
of lost eternities
before the will
longing knew
where our paths would lead
thru gardens of allowance
tendered now to seed
was evermore
a place beyond –
dawn without remorse
were skies forgave the heavens
where lovers love
once more
. . .
02 Friday Jul 2021
Posted Poetry, spirituality, verse
inTags
blessings, grief, kiss, life, love, lovers, seasons, souvenirs, time, truth, wealth, what we keep
what feelings
will tomorrow bear
when I return to dust –
the path we wandered
helplessly –
hands becoming one
will someone seek
the answers –
as tender years unfold
will verses speak
to lovers
seeking solace
from this load
with time so short
sometimes unfair –
grant me this goodbye
that I might memorize
the ways we came
grant me nothing more
than one more kiss –
a final breath
made sweeter by
your name
. . .
08 Tuesday Jun 2021
Posted Poetry, spirituality, verse
inmy fears
are unfounded
you cannot escape
the verse
where my heart
keeps you safe
a lock never chiseled
a key you have kept
long past
the moment
for pulling away
to wonder
how close
meter could fall –
and what might I do
should you stay
. . .
19 Wednesday May 2021
time is but a careless lover
longing left
beneath the skin
pretty words
are proof of nothing –
destinies let loose
again
breath
resolved to indecision
– forsaken every want to feel
a choice to go
a need to linger
futures spent
in standing still
soundless cries
as silence whispers –
to ease the hurt
once feared the heart
mourning comes to steal forever
left to chance
the sweetest part
would the calm delay
my going –
ten thousand lives
before we end
time is but a careless lover –
longing trapped
beneath my skin
. . .
04 Thursday Jun 2020
Tags
confession, forgiveness, it's what I do, just like this, letting go, lies, life, love, lovers, truth becoming, wait, words, writing without rhyme
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
. . .
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