13 Wednesday Jun 2018
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
beauty, beginnings, blessings, faith, hope, living a better story, love, mystery, time, understanding
had i words
or better still
a garden overgrown –
with story not so different
from your own
names and holy places
are but scratches
to the stone –
a faraway beginning
to a life
as yet unknown
. . .
11 Wednesday Apr 2018
Tags
faith, knowing, life, love, mystery, note to self, questions, reflection, truth, wonder
do you stutter
when surrender
finds its way
onto your tongue
is promise left to bleed
outside your door
when the choice
for everafter
makes a case for one more day
a longing sweet
as any
come before
do you dry your tears
while sorrow
makes a home inside your soul
do you lie awake
to wonder
over words
that you haunt you so
is there anything
remembered –
of the life you dared to dream
were your plans for love
forsaken
in your quest for all
it means
. . .
26 Monday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
beauty, imperfection, life, love, mystery, seeing in the dark, sight, soul, spirit
of moments
left uncertain –
to the turning of a hand
are graces I was given –
I have want
to understand
who I am
a miracle
of everything and none
flawless imperfection
in this spirit
I’ve become
give me grace
unfinished –
no more
or less than I
to speak with truth
and tempt my soul
with sight
. . .
24 Saturday Mar 2018
Tags
faith, growth, guardian, journey, life, love, more, mystery, presence, promise, seeing in the dark, seeker, spirit, the way, understanding, wanderer
for every you
encountered
upon this mortal plain –
some other me
was buried on the way
another vow
though misconstrued
of when or why
we came
seeking something more
to understand
though nothing quite so simple –
nothing we can prove
to those who swear allegiance
to everything
we knew
. . .
14 Wednesday Mar 2018
Tags
forgotten our place, home, love, mystery, nature, remembering, sometime, the cycle of life, the cycle of love, time, wandering, wilderness
of moments
some forgotten
I’ve wandered back again
how well I knew
and others knew of me
maps spilled together
into another place and time
markers melted
candle wax
and rhyme
roads beyond
the wilderness
I passed between beside
rivers long since gathered
by the tides
mountains thick with laurel
surrendered now to weeds
did once I pass
without a word
a fluttering unseen
between two worlds
are maybe more –
than I with will to count
days no longer matter
to the making
of one last kiss
a first embrace –
a shadow born of thunder
rain – a lover taken
back again
. . .
09 Friday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
in moments
such as these –
I remember all I’ve learned –
the more I know
the more I love
in moments
such as these
the breezes lift
a fragile piece
of yesterday reminders
of swirling leaves
a warmth becoming mine
days before
and wishes for another
maybe then
we would know the truth
an eternity burned
in moments
such as these
. . .
08 Thursday Mar 2018
Posted in Poetry
of time
I make no mention
but a place for getting on
leaves and sleeves –
linen hand-me-downs
hands to fit
with other hands –
hearts to speak the same
on sleepless nights
to wonder
why
we came
as fingers bound
by nothing more
than moments pulled between
apart and through
forever here
we stay
as one begins the other –
you and I remain
I fall
you rise
to meet each sweet
refrain
. . .
05 Monday Mar 2018
Tags
acceptance, blessing, courage, grace, life, love, mystery, questioning, remembering, time, truth, understanding
conceded to grace
when nothing made sense
but to journey alone
in the dark
what can you do
when the road turns to dust
and all you believe
is erased
from your view
by the sun sinking now
the burn of the past
as burdens worn low on your back –
is a light to the way
ever too much
to ask
you’ve wondered aloud
uncertain of all
but your unworthy place
in the answer
of love
when dawns
an eternity
you never deserved
a balm to your troubles
a place to lie down
. . .
20 Tuesday Feb 2018
Posted in Poetry
Tags
beauty, do you remember, echoes of always, faith, life, love, mystery, seasons, time, treasure, truth
do I need a reminder
of places I’ve wandered
above a blue canyon or a babbling stream
would I barter permission
though fated in passing
to remind me of wonder
the color of dreams
what good would it do me
to garner a ticket
for a ship left from port
such a long time ago
to sail on a journey
beyond every sunset
to touch on the memory
of pleasures I’ve known
were once souvenirs
beholding to treasure
of moments twice breathed
into life – into truth
would I be any richer
with a picture of heaven
than the memory of wings
beating soft on the roof
the book of my seasons
sits low on the mantle
pressed by my soul
into beauty I’ve touched
near as a lifetime –
the echo of always
knows no remembrance
would compare then to love
. . .
13 Tuesday Feb 2018
Posted in Poetry
Tags
breath, courage, eternal life, faith, life, love, mystery, sacred intimacy, seeing in the dark, the memory of touch, truth
beyond the prayer
from which you came
a flicker ~
then a burning flame
beyond the silent struggle
to begin
light was sure
held within
this mystery of breath
eternal as a moment born
ten thousand deaths
as whispers
on an ancient wind
to carry us beyond
the dream
we were ~
the star once wished
upon
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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