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mysteries for sale ~

12 Friday May 2023

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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breath, day, grace, light, love, lovers, nature, rain, silence, sun

i hear the rain
before i know
day is nearly come
somewhere
beyond the shadows –
another sun

i hear your breath
above the strain
of raindrops
on the roof
warmth to fill this moment –

where you are me
and i am you

i know this song
ten thousand birds –
words you taught me well
a melody of memories
mysteries
for sale

i feel the rain
i need your touch
a gathering of wings
fulfill my need
for heaven –
for light
the morning brings

. . .

a moment fell into ~

15 Saturday Oct 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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a moment to hold eternity, breath, life, love, nature, rain, time

it rained
and i was carried
out beyond the gate –
beneath the trees
an ocean
to embrace
i thought of you
another spring
and how it felt
to sail
beyond the reach
of sailors –
silver tides
it rained
and i remembered
nights where
in your arms
a pounding on the roof
whispers caught
between a moment
fell into
and waking far away
with only these
reminders
of the rain

. . .

wherever fates are stored ~

09 Wednesday Mar 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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a name upon my lips, all that we keep, carry me sweetly, life, memory from the fall, nature, rain, storms

rivers
where tears began
carried from the fall
fearless as a mountain –
longing
for the sea
resurrected moments
wherever fates are stored –
was here I found
the life you left
for me

it’s not the same
this missing
in places last you loved
a heart where only echoes
now remain
as proof of distant summers
a kiss
for waiting on –
I swear sometimes
all I know
is rain

. . .

suffered by the rain ~

23 Thursday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized

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abundance, blessings, grace, life, love, rain, reflection, sometimes, soul memory, understanding

sundayme

sometimes sweet
oft times bitter –
the taste of yesterdays
but true to love
the worth of either
has filled my troubled heart
with grace

there are no lines
nor rivers swiftly
suffered by the rain
no griefs have I without confessing
everything to gain

let me live
or let me gather
all tis mine or thought for once –
let me pass beyond this slumber
but leave to memory
the whole of us

. . .

hearts crush ~

14 Wednesday Feb 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

choice, fragile, home, intimacy, journey, life, love, nature, passion, rain, sometimes, truth

softlyhere

the rain falls
softly
sweetly
tenderly now
on timbered umbrellas
and slow
walkabouts –
where once we were going
alone
side by side
warmed by a moment
we’d leave not
behind
but ponder returning
by another
someday

. . .

happy ❤ day

an almost forever ~

02 Wednesday Nov 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Uncategorized

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eternal, grace, knowing, light, love, nature, rain, sacred intimacy, slow down, time

sweetly

i am the color
of rain
a mid summer storm –
of shimmering cedars
reflected to deep
of snowfall
and verses –
a breathless becoming
the hush
of i love you –
when spread down
the morn
and held between fingers
(an almost forever)
bound into
moments
of wordless surrender
as darkness
to dawn
rainbows of sun

. . .

rivers from the sea ~

09 Monday May 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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allowance, comfort, death, grace, gratitude, home, joy, life, love, rain, solace, time, treasure, wholeness, willing, worth

Rainy%20Window

how softly sings
the morning rain –
a pit of willing patter
as tears along
a length of tin –
buckets from a ladder
rain me down
drown me here
lest I the same become
a threat of storms
beyond the creek –
as rivers from the sea
sorrows
I have given claim
as paid with joys for me –
let it rain
tell I am clear
then let it rain
again

. . .

God’s light ~

28 Friday Mar 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling

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connection, conscious consciousness, dawning, death, family, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, rain, reason, self, spirit, spirituality, star crossed, truth, understanding, value, wisdom, wonder

I love my drive to work. With the exception of about eight miles, it’s mostly rural roads (back and cross). It’s fifty miles of curves and shadows, branches low enough to block radio signals and time enough to reflect on both the ‘leaving from’ and the ‘going to’. It is a blessing – this God’s light.sweeterstill

This morning, there was a steady rain and at the ‘nearly light’ time of my passing, dawn glistened in silver pools on blacktop.

There’s a place where I always go especially slow, for I’ve found it to be a favorite crossing for deer. On more than one occasion, I’ve spotted them in advance of the curve as they traveled down the sloping hills to the left. I stop as they move independent (some quickly, some hesitantly) into the road and then across, and up…… More than once they’ve stopped mid-road to watch me (as I watch them). When I become concerned for their safety, I roll down the window and call, ‘you best be moving on’. Some snort and others seem to nod their heads before continuing; before I put the car back into drive, caught within a moment’s prayer of gratitude for this place where our lives (our lines) knotted together.

But back to this morning. The rain was shining, and in an area of winding roads and hillsides, I’m amazed I could see far enough to catch the blue streamers off the cruiser at a distance. I slowed, unsure of what to expect, but fearful of what I might find. It was near the ‘crossing’.

I made my way, slower than usual, only to discover a tiny red car with the frontend smashed sitting at an angle in front of the police car. And in the road, a friend lay still no more than a foot from the white line. She looked to be at peace, and I was grateful for anything the rain had washed away. I scanned both banks, wondering where the others were. Almost always, there were three or four together*. Might they be standing just beyond the veil of rain, waiting for the intruders to leave?

I don’t know. I rolled my window down, sticking my head out into the shower. “I will never forget you.” For several miles, I can’t be sure whether my face was damp from the rain, or from my tears. Somehow, both tasted the same.

Surely, some would tag me a fool, but it wouldn’t change the things I know in my heart. We belong to one another, and when nature cries, we cry. When nature breaks, we break.

Perhaps Monday, I’ll bring a bunch of newly budding wildflowers.

o babe of mine
denied my voice –
swing low your ancient cradle
as bunting falls
from candles – blue divine
to fuse these times
with essence
reminders of our days
are spilled between
our fingers –
holy thine

. . .

*A little known fact – Among whitetail deer, triplet fawns can occur from time to time, and more often than you might think. Most does will have a single fawn their first time giving birth, and then have twins from there on out as long as they live. Of the twins, a high percentage are one each, buck and doe.

togethernow

the same as night ~

04 Friday Oct 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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bliss, breath, compass, connection, conscious consciousness, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowing, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, postmark, promise, rain, reason, spirit, strength, sweet, tears, truth, understood, wonder

tearsarefalling
might I help you
to remember –
of moments (all but gone)
how sweet the rain
(of words)
against the moon

of graces given
heart and soul –
(and when will you
return)
to chase the chill
another rhyme to bloom

as whispers
pass unspoken
the same
(most every time)
a promise scattered far
on ancient wings

willing us to wonder
did you know
(how could you know)
of birds
the same as night
ten thousand sing

their way across
a paper sky –
(once you told me why)
tho everything
(my everything)
has changed

deeper now –
the places kept
are tempered
into bone –
with all I know –
(familiar
falls) the rain

. . .

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