27 Tuesday Oct 2020
Posted in verse, Poetry, spirituality
I remember well
the girl you loved –
a whisper barely spoke
walked a wooded path
from heart to home
waiting for an echo
the name
you gave to breath –
was all the same
all I’ve come
to know
that girl
she carried heaven
pretending she was wise –
known for trapping wishes
in a jar
looping letters
one on top –
a name converged with yours
how many times
we married
one night
beneath the stars
. . .
12 Monday Oct 2020
Posted in a time for telling, Poetry, spirituality, verse
beyond the first
of lifetimes spent –
spread beneath the cedars
a scratch defies the hour
we were born
for what becomes
of moments held above
the worth of others –
a touch
to free the night
we waited on
hold my name
upon your tongue –
as memory of taste
tie it to a story
none can tell
as well as you –
tho time has eased
into another morning –
where once were words
twas there
I loved you well
. . .
29 Tuesday Sep 2020
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
echoes beneath my skin, home, life, love, moments, remember me, sometimes, soul speak, story, time, touch, trust, truth, woman
I break
when least expected –
and rise against my will
sometimes I race
sometimes I’m standing still
I’ve known the hurt
of heartbreak
the salty sting of tears
how long the morning after
when after all these years
I still recall
without regret –
most every goodbye kiss
the whisper of remember me
to moments such as this
hearts entreating
music stirring just beneath
my skin
as melodies we played
are played again
. . .
15 Tuesday Sep 2020
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality, verse
Tags
come around some sunday, kiss, life, love, memory, moments, shared habits, spirit, stars, tell me, time, truth
make sense of me
when I cannot –
read my story o’er
throw me in the fountain
– make a wish with me
for more
then tell them how
tell them everything
you dared believe once true
of how it was I sought
and where I found you
of lifetimes passed
and moments spread
to breach the will of time
whispers made to blankets
as you were made to mine
shared a breath
became a secret –
of lives before this one is spent
longing forgave the kiss
became
a holy sacrament
. . .
02 Wednesday Sep 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
Tags
breath, comfort, counted days, love, memory, moments, sometimes, soul, spirit, story, surrender, time, truth, why we came
mercy finds us
sorely tempted –
at the end of letting go
clinging
as the final light
to fade
tis then
within our darkness
we remember why we came
and what is left
of every moment
made
regardless
our surrender –
or the lack of one to give
days are counted
back to us
the same
as keepers
sworn to memory
gifted us this way
as lifetimes
recollected
by name
. . .
31 Monday Aug 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, verse
is this the day
I might have traded
for another life somewhere
cotton sheets
and sunday morning –
with nothing much
to spare
melodies
you played to me
are stretched along the line
as the scent
of summer storms
swirls beneath
the pines
a crooked board
a broken cup –
rings I’ve traced before
moments I was wanting
for another –
so much more
whispers bind
my life of pieces –
and everything is new
hands are fit together
as I’m falling
into you
. . .
28 Friday Aug 2020
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality
Tags
another me, becoming, breath, destiny, life, love, memory, moments, sorrow, spirit, stars, time, truth, wishes, words
for every sorrow
I was traded –
for a wish
beneath the stars
a breath
that was my pillow
spared of dreams
words
are given pardon
and a place
I still belong –
carried me
cross every night
between
becoming this
a lover’s rite
spun into a page –
verses wrapped
in verses
senseless rhyme
remembered
to another
where destinies
entwined –
wishes fell
to break the spell
of time
. . .
26 Wednesday Aug 2020
Posted in home, Poetry, spirituality
Tags
allowance, breath, forgiveness, grace, intent, life, lifetimes, love, moments, seasons, the illusion of letting go, time
were there moments
strung together –
webs between the lights
eternities
we gathered home
to dust
for another
once I wandered
out beyond the sense
of light –
forsaking of the magic
that was us
. . .
19 Wednesday Aug 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
all I know of living, another me, destiny, faith, life, living, love, memory, moments, morning, mystery, sometimes, trust, truth
in the still
that is your morning
do you drift on yesterday
as your coffee cools –
do you linger
for a while
with pieces
oft forsaken –
tho sharp the edges be
do they steal your breath
and leave you
with a smile
sometimes
my best intentions
are just reminders of the past
daylight spun to corners
in my mind
til the lure
of presence binds me –
to the place where living waits
tethered by a moment
of divine
. . .
24 Friday Jul 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
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