09 Tuesday Aug 2022
Posted in Poetry
she held winter
in her apron –
snowflakes on a string
a touch of something
magic
she restored
seeds of revolution
weary wicked vine –
she bit her lips
whene’er she willed
for more
of distances
too fragile –
love where weeds permit
roses pressed to walls
yesterday
she walked beyond
what made her longing easy –
wanting for another
to wonder why
she came
. . .
15 Tuesday Jun 2021
burden me
with places –
make of me a map
clear the dishes
write to me
your plans
tell me of your wanting
and who for love
will go
into the dark
beyond the break of green
fold me to your pocket
make of me
a sign
let me be
the only truth
you know
. . .
08 Friday Jan 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
alone, brokenness, enduring, faith, ignorance, knowing, life, love, maps, refuge, sorrow, surrender, tears, truth
I’ve spent some time
in disbelief –
with years to wonder why
mornings washed
a flood of tears –
yet not a one to dry
not a one to
understand –
and ne’er a will to know
beds made up with thistle
and left along
the road
with none to share
who can say
they knew far better than
those who dream of dying –
who walk a broken land
who decides
and who condemns
the ways for which we came
with maps we drew in darkness –
hurts we gave
our name
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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