jaded ~

27 Monday Jun 2022

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this heart
it may be jaded –
these arms
tremble yet
fingers search in darkness
for your own
a moment
recreating –
the warmth that is your touch
a smile to learn –
a breath to bring me
home

these tired lungs
remember –
the crush of rivers cold
the curve
of ancient stones
beneath my skin
a time
absolved from passing –
cherished by the sea
from oceans
nearly empty
we begin

. . .

intention ~

01 Friday Apr 2022

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dreams, gifted, life, love, poetry, skin, sleep, star crossed, time, truth

i am touch
where intention
spilled to the light
flailing as vows
to be heard
a long night beginning
with no easy answers –
let me sleep
with my heart
on your sword

i am graces
neglected –
secrets let be
lifetimes made over
again
let me stay
for a moment
before I am fade
to nothing
but words
on your skin

. . .

another come for me ~

27 Sunday Feb 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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all I really know, destiny, life, love, poetry, promise, seasons, time, truth

I shall wait
beyond the silent
empty places
I am found –
for the resurrected moment
you return
as daybreak
thru my windows –
a voice within the dark
tis there
this dreamer dreams
we are one
I shall wait
the revelation –
as starlings taking flight
a touch without salvation
to defend
I will linger
as a promise
of some other come for me
a poet without cause
or destiny
I shall wait
the morning after
wherever hope is stored
trusting light
to find the light
in love
we knew
before

. . .

rhyme no longer worthy ~

23 Wednesday Feb 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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inkstain, poet, poetry, reminders, time, truth, words

how much of me
is written –
to the rafters
of your heart
a purple painted
flower
faded now
what of words
I worried with –
were washed out
by the flood
letters set to sail
beyond your touch
what of ink
has stained your hands
worn your fingers blue
a rhyme
no longer worthy
but to curse
were there pages
still to ponder –
moments meant to keep
safe within the
memory
of verse

. . .

worlds not yet discovered ~

04 Friday Feb 2022

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easy, poet, poetry, resurrection, still, time, truth, where I am found, words

let me be
let me write
of worlds not yet
discovered –
light where none exists
but for your eyes
let me see
eternity
is not so much
to barter
time is an illusion
let me wake
within the hush
of presence
moonlight haunting skin
let me fall
let me breathe
of worlds
where I am
found

. . .

rainbow falling ~

25 Saturday Dec 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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as easy as breathing, christmas, confession, life, live, poetry, rambling, sometimes, writing in the dark

was making plans
for one more life
when you found me
spun me round
like a rainbow
falling
drunken path
flooding the pasture
burning my skin
with the way
you looked thru
the way you made love
feel like
always
was nothing
we’d ever want back
a breath for christmas
one more every time
i would awake
in a trance
of learning to be
tho i couldn’t quite
count
the stars
i could drown in your eyes
a life resurrected
as you held out
your hands –
opened your arms
to surround

. . .

let these keys remember ~

07 Tuesday Dec 2021

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as easy as breathing, echoes beneath my skin, essential truth, grace, life, little words, love, poetry, rewritten

tho I know better
I should not want
for words
I cannot find –
those which fault
to fall
beyond my memory become
let these keys
remember –
embracing verse the same
let my mind be free
to fill
pages I remain
as one
a vowel –
a broken line
who shall tell me
I am wrong
when all I sought
to do –
was ease my pen

. . .

the rub ~

29 Monday Nov 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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evidence, live, love, poetry, sometimes, tears, time, touch

verse remains
to fill my days
mornings
without you
evidence of movement
as tears the weight
of touch

another time
what value this
the trade
the rub
the reason
stories laid
beneath the lands
you love

. . .

unheard ~

10 Wednesday Nov 2021

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courage, home, life, love, poetry, save for this, time, truth, words

give my path
a weight of sand
words
the grace of birds
anchored by a dreamer
ten thousand songs
unheard

carry me
where rivers grieve
moments not yet lost
give my heart
a boundless sea
desperate to cross

. . .

silence earned ~

03 Wednesday Nov 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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divine feminine, faith, life, love, mystery, poetry, prayer, spirit memory, trust, truth, verse

when bells
are nearly broken
tho chords
are hanging still
when the choir
folds together
with their silks
when hymns are dashed
as silence earned
banging on
our knees
sore and bruised
the busted
falling down
when truth
we swore would save us
becomes the last
we seek
as walls to spy
flame is all
we breathe
curses pulled
around us
pleas for something
more
to ease the ache
of missing –
to find
what we came for