pieces not for barter ~

30 Tuesday Jul 2013

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becoming, bliss, connection, death, dreams, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowing, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, restless, seasons, southern, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wonder

were memories
becoming this –
pieces not for barter
shall keep to nest
the coldest night we’ve known
guarded not for staying –
we kept inside too long
ancient fires to burn away
ashes from the stone

songbirds weep
for something
lost upon the winds –
music plays
tho I can’t hear a thing
wasted now the wanting –
for all I should have said
– the chill is come
to wrap around
my spring

. . .

more than a telling ~

29 Monday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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becoming, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, restless, southern, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, wandering, wonder

in the last
that would come
a southern magnolia
dusting the ground with her grace
felled by an instant
of uncharted treason
– who am i now
to remember this place

not far
yet forever
a night more shall be
passed in between
while we sleep
counting to memory
the passage of time
tis there i am yours
and you mine

held to each other
as soft winter rods
leaving our words
for the wind
a reminder of somewhere
we must have been other
to wonder
will wander –
to find us again

as pages
made holy –
this lesson divine
is more than a telling
how two became one
what of tomorrow
the past has betrayed
where will i be
when – at last
you are come

. . .

home to you ~

28 Sunday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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becoming, bliss, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, southern, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wandering

how can I know
of words begin
pretending there be more
would change the past
and clear the page
of verses writ
before

spoke aloud
and screamed sometimes
when longing takes me far
much further now
the silver shines
unbested by the dark
a dip into the wishing well
and things one time
I knew
would light the way
as I have come –
a stranger –
home to you

the journey of becoming
in fated black and white
a jaded note
I found somewhere
was passed to you tonight
do you know
the way they worry
the things they say sometimes
of ways I feel
I’ve found my way
into your every rhyme

held against
your darkest ink
tied to words unsaid
remember me
the way we were
the way I loved instead
of this I am
tho far it seems
for truth the poet yearns
retelling our begining –
another love
to learn

. . .

covenant ~

26 Friday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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allowing, becoming, death, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, letting go, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, relationship, spirit, spirituality, understanding, wandering

within the reborn
dust of earth –
within these gentle grasses
whispers hide
as secrets gathered all
life begins
anew I find –
most every day awakens
to take my breath
before the evening call

verses read
to soothe the soul –
while memory – her mother
lies awake the night
to hear us breathe
quiet as the covenant
was made
before this passing
prayers are lost
– and still to love
we cleave

. . .

echoes down to rain ~

24 Wednesday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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bliss, breath, connection, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, relationship, restless, spirit, star crossed, understanding, wandering

touch me
without knowing
what will work
and what will lose –
moments without rush
to understand

the dreams of shared
illusion –
I turned
and you were there
standing with forever
in your hands

dare me love
and I won’t give
of memories – my soul
a morning after
never meant for much

the sweetest verse
became perfume
I wear most every day
reminders –
now reminding me
to love

sweat the night
the smallest sigh
will get me
every time –
were heaven falling
echoes down to rain –

last I knew
you’d find me here
the same
tho nothing easy
catch my smile –
as here I fall again

. . .

wish into word ~

24 Wednesday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, passion, poetry, postmark, reason, restless, understanding, wandering, wonder

here
and I listen
speak and so slowly
the dark pulls away from the night
a prisoner stirs
from secrets well kept
and leans her way
into light

forgiven
to being
forgotten allegiance
even now –
my whispers are heard
in places kept safe
by coming and going
– scattered as wish
into word

stay my communion
as one shade of summer
skylight confessions
I make
flush with the shadow
of all night returning
– will love find my arms
when thought
stirs awake

. . .

prophecy ~

23 Tuesday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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anniversary, becoming, bliss, celebration of love, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, family, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, moments, passion, relationship, soul signature, spirit, truth, value, wonder, years

Was a moment
I remembered –
to know we were the same
as destined
I was come
to wear your name.

Safe within
this prophecy
of light His hand to write
– stories yet becoming
of our life.

Of lifetimes
not so many –
even now the past
so dear –
as where we were
when first
I held you near.

The first to keep –
these hands to know
of graces to remember.
Love –
that first sweet breath
of spring –
still lingers
on December.

~ ~

Author’s Note: Written for the grandparents
of a dear friend – celebrating 76 years together.
Happy forever, Charley and Lyz.

. . .

remembered us to dreams ~

21 Sunday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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another spring, becoming, connection, death, dreams, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, resurrection, spirit, spirituality, understanding, wandering, wonder

time has passed
but not for me –
the tower bell still rings
and roses blush
where once you walked
with me

of moments
not so many –
tho lifetimes now it seems
between the touch
of letting go
remembered us to
dreams

I can’t be sure
(I know you know)
I will live again –
for you
echoes fill the loving dawn
as lonely falls
the dew

Author’s Note: Written for two extraordinary women –
both who suffered losses a year ago today.
May you be blessed and may this day
be a celebration of life and love that found its way
to your door. May you live within the hope
for another spring.

. . .

revealing (us) ~

20 Saturday Jul 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling

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becoming, breath, connection, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowing, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, restless, resurrection, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, unknown known, wandering

how can it be –
the answer
awaits the seeker (seeking)
empty hands
(are reaching for) the proof
a mystery of absolute
(we thought the world
was changing)
a prophet come
revealing (us) the truth

how can you know
I’ve wondered (so)
spent my best repenting
words were never long
tho others lay
folded (as a letter)
into my wilderness
made of heart –
(as dreams were) fell away

lingered now
a sacred place
almost (but not) forgotten –
to find my way –
(another passing) through
jasper blooms to paths
of stone
(lovers sleep) in
silence
at last to know –
(the one I sought is) you