but for your name ~

12 Thursday Sep 2013

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when all I have
is thunder
from another day
not far –
lightening ripped
the curtains from my room
a moment come –
reminding me
of silver ladle skies
a bit of you
tho more – I loved
the moon

of jezebel
and jasmine –
something left me blind
before we spoke
the plan was writ to be
as light
into my windows
burdens robbed of spring
winter slept
in sheets of mystery

verses
chapter –
circumstance
weavers climb and wait
a paradise
where all we know remains
tied up now in story
suns have washed away –
everything
is gone
but for your name

worry not
the taking
leave of all we shared
the world is wild
with secrets
unconfessed
endless as the meadow
became of jupiter
returning me
– a sparrow
to your nest

. . .

returning me this way ~

06 Friday Sep 2013

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traces mark the ways
I came –
rings around the bark
flowers here
I planted yesterday
what passions I’ve surrendered –
haunt this mortal ground
– whispered wind
returning me
this way

letters writ
a lifetime more –
ageless as their love
to sweat against the verses
every line
fingers rubbed a shade
of blue –
seeking still to claim
remnants of a story
more than mine

last I heard
of not much left
was buried somewhere south
below the line of parting
would you care
for promise lost –
except for these
I’ve kept them every one

the road is gone
and dreams won’t take me
there

. . .

lacey lace ~

29 Thursday Aug 2013

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the haunting
lacey lace
of colors into stone
of cast-asides
the winter snows
will find
seclusion of ten thousand
marchers slept below
shall carry now
the last
of april dreams
tethered as to blossom
where essence shall remain
with hope of once
returning us
the sun

. . .

the same as me ~

28 Wednesday Aug 2013

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of other lives
the river knows –
more than deep
my longing
swirling fits of jasper
quartz and pearl
teach my heart a softer rhyme
who would know
I wonder –
how it is and where
the past unfurls

lay me down
your restless night
was here the moon awaited
a call to be
the same as me
– somewhere
mountains shift
their ancient skirts
much closer
now to taking –
dreams are casting shadows
– everywhere

. . .

paths of silence ~

26 Monday Aug 2013

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consequence
of faded troubles
evergreen against the black
listen long
no need pretending
was here we meant
for coming back

into this light
as one with darkness
take of all
but take my hand
walk with me
these paths of silence
close your eyes
to understand

were there rules
would care of living –
what of blue
this night defines
hereto words
the poet whispers
time is but a state of mind

love made less
with broken verses –
stories writ as ink to skin
tears foretold
of truths beginning
willing us to live
again

. . .

virgo ~

26 Monday Aug 2013

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pines
are stretched beyond the fence
where almost
I’d forgotten
the place of dreams
a moment when I knew
of faith in everafter
even now
my heart is come
to sit the night
with all the stars
in view

named
for every passing
lines
across and back
blue the same as virgo
holy white

memories are gathered
for a time of sweet release
faces
unseen traces
of my past
swirls of day old coffee
await my coming round
dark is but a well
of wishes cast

. . .

yes ~

24 Saturday Aug 2013

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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silent here
as essence gathers
dew upon the grass
willows weep
the pines asleep
as morning stirs at last

to sit a while
in waiting
lest I pray
the hours slow
were nights my only want
in letting go

dreamless now
the faultless fall
of day
upon my skin
as berry bright
the sun
peeks through
again

fearful
of forgiveness
to love with all my might
barefeet warm
against the board –
in reverence
for the light

Author’s Note: I’ve struggled for days
to find the right title for this
post. I’m hopeful this translates
well – the ease
of allowance.

. . .

paper cayenne mornings ~

23 Friday Aug 2013

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soft the rain
of patient verse
of purpose
undecided –
fell against the light
and rolled away

who
I’ve wondered
how it feels
to know which way the wind
where north is settled
deep into the clay

silence there
the taste of words
your lips
where once my name
flooded all your senses
with hello

centipede
and crickets cry
paper
cayenne mornings
twilight leans into
the ways
I know

. . .

angel sigh ~

23 Friday Aug 2013

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were breath
become a whisper –
almost heaven
angel sigh
from the softened glow
of morning –
streams the night

from trust
was life becoming
something more
(o something less)
but for love
forever changing
more than blessings –
us to bless

from these winds
of ancient music –
sacred chime
was willed to word
angel thought –
ten thousand beating
sweetest song
we never heard

. . .

waited ~

23 Friday Aug 2013

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sacred hour
for taking flight –
wings to beat the branches
timber bends
as heaven wills
us home
wrestled with the best
of us –
someone stays the night
as passion works
the covers –
we become

wonder wields
a frightened flame
there beneath the trees –
fireflies are flirting with a song
known only by the willow
carried us between
tears are warmed
by places
we belong