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from whispers ~

01 Monday May 2017

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these hands

where
beginning
just this now
from roots forgotten fell
to make of weeds
a bushel more
than e’er my lips
could tell
from whispers
once a secret kept
awake most all night long
words I scarce remember
yet my heart
has made to song
where paper fails
shelves
where none are felt
a vault is lined
with buttercups
and lace
linen was my color
more lavender than blue
verse infused
to fill my blood
with you

. . .

for the sake of desire ~

20 Wednesday Feb 2013

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so it is

fill me
with moments
I have no regard
for the strength of a diamond –
an untested vow

of urgencies pushed
in the dead heat of night
where soft lies
the sigh
of surrender
tis I

speak not of seasons
where heartache was made
or fields sewn by ash
and dismay
spare me to sleep
for the sake of desire
the promise of rest
in your
arms

shush
there’s no need
to complain
of the time
tis nothing worth wasting
by name

this everafter
is all I can give
speak not of morning
til then

. . .

just this ~

01 Saturday Sep 2012

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would e’er my words
be sworn to ash
wings above the fire
stilled within the quiet
of feathers met in time

strummed to life
in worlds I’ve found
a place beyond the seen
leave me there
without the want to know
what lies between

chord to lay
across the bow
as lover set to silence
stretched above the day
to wrap around

a perfect night
of wayward stars
surrendered by the moon
and rolled into a river
running north

kiss my sleepy eyes
just before the veil is lifted
forever leaves
a sweetness
on my lips –

no more have I
the rest to know
of all I am becoming
heaven here
my hands to hold –
just this