counted covers ~

28 Monday May 2012

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before my lazy stirring
to the day that lay in wait
when dreams were tugging gently
come away
somewhere near
a nightbird flew
with wings to graze my sleeping
awaken dear
I’ve made a sky for you
back and forth
as to and fro –
a glance across the shadows
what time has got away
and still to spare
wonder weaves in prisms
across these counted covers
dare I see at all
what’s waiting there
remembered now admonishment
you’ll sleep your life away
thirty years
have come and gone again –
pastel paper lines the walls
glories guard the gate
steps to mark the wonder fell between
and where I’ll go
as daylight climbs to reach
my everafter –
a leaning porch (I don’t have time to mend)
sleepy arms
and hungry hands
stretch to touch the branches –
wings to graze as smiling
I begin

caught inside a wish ~

26 Saturday May 2012

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where –
and I am there again
fell between the story
and the pen –
caught inside a wish you let to go
higher than an angry moon
remembered me (somehow)
a fog – a shade of grey
that was your eyes

they say it’s gone – it can’t be done
but here you are
and there I am within –

hopeless every time I’ve tried –
to live outside my longing
but I wonder even now
why I would want to say goodbye –
to feel you gone away
when there’s a place you are
a warmth (I beg you stay) –
for all that was
will bring me back (again)

when the rain is come
I’ll remember once (a sunny day)
when you kissed this mouth
and the taste of secrets shared
(they are the same)

there’s a song and there are moments –
a silence I love best
for it’s there between the twilight
and the fiddle –
that I hear your sigh –
the cool that is your breath

where –
and I am there again
fell between the story
and the pen –
caught inside a wish
you let to go

unafraid ~

26 Saturday May 2012

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waiting
and unafraid
unafraid to be seen (to see)
trusting of love
(the truest) to go
wherever I would go
(even as I must dream)

away the dark
restored the light
as love (might I declare)
my only proof
when pieces fell
(and fit) together there

destinies are now
(beginning)
and where I am
no trace of me
exists remembered
but what was left
of lessons
(come to be)

when given light
(circles into circles)
balance for the fear(ed)
was not for me
important as the dance
(of unafraid)
sparrows breech the clouds
as angels flock
(beneath)

places we can’t see ~

25 Friday May 2012

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Lovers cradled
breast to breast –
soldiers welcomed home.
Beds are made
to places we can’t see.

Seasons pass
as words to water –
long abandoned springs.
For every life
ten thousand more
within her bosom sleep.

Shield to shield
as kiss to kiss –
lips denied
their stories.
Songs no one remembers

– she sings to them
tonight.

whisperings ~

24 Thursday May 2012

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my grandmother knew
as grandmothers know
when first they held us to light
something (but who has the words
to describe it)
hush (now the sins of) your heart
take it down
burn the bed
whispering flutters
madness to meaning
though everyone shades (their soul)
from the truth
a sign unexpected
broken and scattered
there goes the star
now ahead
won’t say a thing
about stories repeated
things we might know
(we don’t know)
messages can’t be heard
above screaming
where I am (listening)
grandmother knows

forgotten ~

24 Thursday May 2012

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within my understanding
there’s a lot that I don’t know
some clouded
recollection
of a time before I passed
glimmering existence
to others (might have been)
aware the circumstance
of my condition
differences made clearer
by lessons fated there
and where I was –
e’en now
I can’t recall
what I knew
of other worlds – I knew
I didn’t know
poppies swirled in lavender
and steel
was there before
I turned again
and noticed I was gone
forgotten now the taste
that was my name

the crush ~

24 Thursday May 2012

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somewhere
a crush of hummingbirds
press into a garden
unsure the source
would urge them to remain
where promise
swirls in marigold
tulip trees and ivy
hovers long above a kiss
a guitar without strings

a dress of lace
to first communion
swells beneath the dew’s caress
what longing undiscovered
beats on scarlet wings

with sweetest contemplation
the path
of certain pleausre
in moments undecided
and kept as yesterday
where I shall find
another life
of times I can’t remember
the lure of honeysuckle
ten thousand miles
from home

after thought ~

23 Wednesday May 2012

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I know
you’d never know it
by the way
you hold your gin
but there are lines
around your eyes
I can’t resist
there’s a far away
(I wonder) do you know it
even now
there’s a place you go
where nothing much exists
yet I remain
as was before
and wait for your return
no matter to the time
or space between
for only this
a moment passed
and I am once again
touching you
in worlds
beyond your dream

forever (a moment) ~

21 Monday May 2012

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in the space of a sigh
forever – a moment
can stretch to become
our one evermore
and all the days left
in the getting back home
would be lost to the face
as a place we remain –
when the night washes silk
into warm morning sun

what if days had been shorter
in the passing between –
or shadows held tighter
a little more us
lips where kisses still linger
in believing (in knowing)
love’s grace

might eternity fade
to the one we remember –
a name never spoke
into fullness of life
when given the sunset
a reminder of leaving –
tis always for love

the reason
we stay

breathe ~

20 Sunday May 2012

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across – into
and through to beginning
were ever we here once before
eternal
the universe wakes to our waking
blown as a wish
to the ends of the sea
out past the lines of reason to wing
rushed through these veins
on our way to the light
surrendered in birth
the death of our dying
forgiven much more
than hands
touching hands
ribbons and braid
from threads we create
breath –
the same as eternity passing –
of all that you are
unto me