places I belong ~

27 Wednesday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

Tags

becoming, bliss, breath, connection, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gratitude, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, resurrection, sacred intimacy, southern, spirit, spirituality, strength, understanding, wisdom, wonder

before
and still
I have as then
a reason
to remember
the winds are calling
– even now
I rise

to watch
a wave of feathers
course a southern moon
a sea of countless
graces
for my eyes

closing now
where silent sits
in dusted rafters
– soul
gathers unto places
I belong

heart
of one
I know as more
time shall ne’er erase
the music
of becoming –
sacred
song

. . .

because (I do) ~

26 Tuesday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

≈ 4 Comments

Tags

connection, dreams, faith, family, forgiveness, gravel roads, home, knowledge, life, love, old maps, reason, restless, spirit, stephen ray, strength, trust, truth, understanding, wandering

because I love you……….

I will remind you
of the ways I have held you
and nights
I spoke your name
a gift from God
your beauty –
spirit flame

beckoned as a nightbird
black against the sky
given life
– was breath
before you knew
forgiveness
found a way to be
the story starting now
when all seemed lost
He offered life
to you

asking not
the ways we came
or why the door ajar
of pieces scattered
broken (let me go)
but only this
the answer be
that we as love must trust
words that once
were written
to our soul

Author’s Note: This was written for my nephew – my light, my inspiration,
my soulmate – because I can – because I do.

. . .

easing into destinies ~

26 Tuesday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 4 Comments

Tags

becoming, bliss, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, death, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, value

what story
mine
the way recalls
a distant
almost sun
with rite to burn
– falling leaves
of flame

upon the path
of conciousness
through this ache
restored –
dreams where
none were known
to be the same

easing
into destinies
of where
the blossom sleeps
love returns
a memory
by name

. . .

graces ~

25 Monday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 18 Comments

Tags

becoming, bliss, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, grateful, gravel roads, knowledge, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, thanksgiving, truth, understanding, value, wisdom

of graces
I am grateful
blessings
overflowed
to fill the page
to fill my years
below

of sorrows
not so many
much more their joy
to find
when name by name
I call to them
divine

lowly
my transgressions
my forgiveness
bartered none
for paths
already grieving
every one

summer lace
and winter sighs
shall hold of me
the light
of graces
I am grateful
for this night

. . .

only me to tell ~

24 Sunday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

≈ 4 Comments

Tags

becoming, breath, death, destiny, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, memory, old maps, poetry, reason, restless, resurrection, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, value

somewhere
not so far
they know
of times before
my time –
of songs I couldn’t sing
they sang me well
promised
by the coming back
for one more life
more love –
words were left
with only me
to tell

of faraway
and where I’ll be
to one day
want again –
renewed within the
memory of soul
longing
curses now the pen
with visions
of the dawn
dream me back
the ways
of letting go

. . .

nights without a name ~

23 Saturday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in folklore, Poetry

≈ 6 Comments

Tags

becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, relationship, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder

there
beyond the reach
of light
the reason
I was come
across a sea of stars
into your arms

remembering
some other life –
nights without a name
constellations
rose
from kindred
flame

from words
denied their sound
echoes
from the veil
– another place
where I shall
know you
well

. . .

chance of rain ~

22 Friday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

≈ 8 Comments

Tags

bliss, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, spirituality, star crossed, strength, truth, understanding, value

last
the chance of rain
was rising
somewhere east
the dark storm cloud
held the hope
of cold and something
part for us –
the taking of

the stir
of chill
beneath the fire –
the breath of warmth
before the wind
drops of faith
beyond the window
folding close –
not near enough

. . .

candles burned ~

15 Friday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

≈ 4 Comments

Tags

becoming, blessings, bliss, care, close, connection, destiny, faith, grace, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, soul, spirit, star crossed, strength, such as this, truth, understanding

in the still
that holds your memory
once beginning
of this fate
were candles burned
much longer
than the world
could wait

let silence warm
your tender heart
let children
wear your name
eternities
have passed for me
– tho none
I’ve held
the same

. . .

beyond our knowing ~

14 Thursday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

≈ 3 Comments

Tags

bliss, breath, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, love, old maps, passion, reason, restless, seeing in the dark, spirit, strength, travel, truth, understanding, wandering

left me here
the signs of age –
a road already known
the ways
of some
an ancient storm
retold
and I
for one
could never guess
the wisdom
did he carry
would lift us up
some heaven
here
below

scattered ‘bout
these weary days
this plea
for something more
than e’er a place
of rhyme
could keep us fed
learned into
this passion
wherein your name
is writ –
folded fast
each page
upon my bed

sapphire tears
are hiden
by a questioning of light
of fear absolved
by love
I couldn’t say
of where I’d be
when morning found
me watching
for a sign
when worlds beyond
our knowing –
fall away

. . .

heaven tucked away ~

13 Wednesday Nov 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

≈ 6 Comments

Tags

becoming, bliss, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, relationship, spirit, truth, wonder

a place
beyond the golden shade
where once
my love was come
sprouted every april
with the sun
garnered me
a letting go
I never could be sure
of memories
left somewhere
I don’t know

while dreaming there
with all the rest
names I dare not say
are folded
soft to verses –
heaven tucked away
in cedar shifts
with last year’s plans
someone else
I knew
would find this way
so different
for our passing
through

fated by the willing
of one
this heart to hold
a rhyme
for every reason
I’ve become
eternities are wasted
in the waning now
for more –
than this
of us
a memory of home

. . .