promise ~

29 Sunday Jul 2012

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becoming, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, restless, spirit, travel, truth, understanding, wandering, winter

to wonder why
it was to be
when came ~ another day
though not your plan
to leave again
another heart to save

with words
to match your rhythm ~
as language spilled to rhyme
we flew beyond the seeking
as geese into the night

wanting for a moment
never knew the way
we’d be ~
returning for each other
by way of memory

to know again
as once we were ~
when swore an oath to find
the way beyond the darkness ~
a moment so divine

we couldn’t stay
we wouldn’t say
lest words ~ our truth reveal
a mystery
we’d come again
this promise to fulfill

e’er destiny be less
than more
or fate betray our place
words denied a keeper
tales of breath and lace ~

as shadows failing
brushed aside by sighs ~
a lover’s curse
shall be the way remembered ~
as souls reborn to verse

learned again ~

27 Friday Jul 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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bliss, breath, cherokee, connection, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, kentucky, life, living, love, nature, old maps, reason, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

of that we knew
we’ve learned again
as difference made whole
passing as a thought
we strained to hear

as breath
against the branches
whispers test the breeze –
ashes float a torch
above the way

magic pools
reflection
of a long ago sunrise
testament of dreamer ~
to a king

honeybee and hornet
stretch to raise their canopy
of majesty made over
for the one who came to know
the world as one
surrendered to his sighs ~

innocence decided
by watchers on the wing
rakes the night
in search of words unsaid

answers written over
in the rush
to keep it all
another waits in silence ~
to question why we came

this time around ~

26 Thursday Jul 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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becoming, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, resurrection, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

beyond these sparse
concessions –
hope concedes at last
the dream decided long ago –
is pardoned to the past

as every vow repeated
let me choose again for thee –
to know of love’s arrival
in the future made for me

tho hesitated as was meant
another rise to burn
a hand to hold against my heart
as sacred truths return

to learn of me
the ways I knew
as love (my will) to know
where I would be this time around –
returning love I owe

so it is ~

25 Wednesday Jul 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, memory, passion, reason, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

there’s a softness
to surrender ~
a strangeness to goodbye
our cup of sand is gone
before we know

before was come
the call to go ~
we bend beneath our tears
counting nights by in-betweens ~
moments unto years

and so it is ~
unknown before
(so clearly now) we see
the ways we came revealing
our will ~
our destiny

adrift on time
denied of space ~
as one (reserved) for this
the universe remembers well
each memory of bliss

fear will surely rob
the soul
of reasons to begin ~
as bittersweet
the first goodbye
when salted by our sin

Author’s Note: Inspired (in part) by the quote ~
“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time.
My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”

coming back ~

25 Wednesday Jul 2012

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becoming, bliss, breath, death, destiny, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, old maps, reason, restless, resurrection, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom

within this veil
of consequence –
sorrows steal the light
as plastic roses
wilt the sun to grey
where tears can drown
the perfect sound –
of living come again
a place beside

reserved for us –
as for the dreamer prayed

and choirs are singing
gather me –
beyond the river wide
a life or two
by those to know
the shepherd comes again
to stand behind (to walk before)
the one with need
to fall

a sweeter sound
as music where there was
but one to hear –
as folded hands
return with truth for all

keeper of
these moments –
of unseen evidence
skies rolled back
(and who am I to see)
angels breaking bread
are congregating –

as others wait
the coming back with me

why (again) ~

24 Tuesday Jul 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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answers, becoming, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, living, love, reason, restless, searching, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

of that which I am all
(you see)
meant somewhere to meet
across a crowded heaven –
wings above the lake
as come together (who are we)
might choose to look away
where once you were
I’ve noticed –
life goes on

no more than time
or consequence –
the proof of ones let go
ashes rain
and wrongs were washed away
dreaming as you left me
tell them all
I knew you when –
before the coldest winter
returned a spring
of snow

to bloom beyond
rememberance
did you know (I knew)
your name
and sometimes still at night
my laughter rings –
through the mountains
held between –
lifetimes passed into
of that which I am (all)
you see –
to know not why
again

same as mine ~

23 Monday Jul 2012

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becoming, death, destiny, faith, family, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, memory, old maps, reason, restless, self, spirit, strength, wandering, wisdom

beyond the grace
of evening come –
and feather beds
to rest beneath the bone
lessons become layers
of our coming back to find
was all that we had wanted
what was yours –
the same as mine

as cool the sweetest
morning breeze –
into the place we know –
and there but for a moment
silence speaks
of paths resolved the distance
a promise once we made
to come the night
remembering
our home

Author’s Note: For those I hold close ~ who (this week)
have from this tired winter have flown ~ eternal is the spring they love.
Jerry, Andrew, Troy, and Marc

as we are ~

21 Saturday Jul 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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bliss, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, kentucky, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, postmark, reason, relationship, restless, spirit, truth, wandering, wisdom

buy me a ring
to wear through the winter
when nights lean to cold –
some solace to be
would trade every vow
for an old woolen blanket
and a story you told
only me

build me a house
at the edge of the river –
a place where the muscadine grows
wild as the weeds twisted about us –
nightbirds and wishes
returning to home

read me the poem
you wrote me that summer
when first came to seek
a lesson in rhyme
tease me with comforts
I might have resisted
had verses been all
you gave
of your time

share me the night
of hunters and halos –
guard me a place
untouched by the stars
remind me to breathe
without thought to surrender
of where we are going –
the same as we are

carve me a song
from maple and cypress –
chisel each note to my skin
rock me away
on the tide of a whisper
and dream me
to heaven (to heaven)
again

across forever ~

20 Friday Jul 2012

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cherokee, destiny, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, relationship, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom, wonder

hiding
in the wonder
longing comes reluctant
to the dawn –
and where we were
it seems the sun has faded
but still I can recall
each tenderness –
miracle of memory
when stretched a tighter cord
has reached across forever

I am here
with presence knit
safe beneath my skin
to know before this knowing
how twilight filled your eyes
and I was rocked to sleep
no different then
made sweeter for the moments
passed between

for this return –
as waiting took so long
tis not the same for me
without you near
tho in this breath – I keep you
ten thousand other names
yet none I wear

and here again
am I
to confess my last sunrise
warmth endures – another place
where shadows gather still
to speak aloud –
of love before we knew

rivers dry beneath
the noonday sun –
twilight brings remembrance
of your eyes

the broken ~

20 Friday Jul 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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broken hearts, compassion, connection, forgiveness, grace, guidance, life, love, reason, relationship, soul, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom

How long had he been broken;
seems the whole world wants to know
why so many saw him empty,
and so many let him go.

Was it the school that let him wander,
or the doctors who saw no fear?
Was it another fateful message,
a cry for help no one would hear?

And so we move along and onward,
looking still for one to blame,
that we might recognize the broken
and tag them soon insane.

But no one ever stops to question
what they could have done if given light.
Could they have reached beyond the darkness,
to touch the hand of wrong with right?

There are no laws that will protect us
from that which looms beyond the mind;
no stop of guns or ammunition,
will be our golden cure to find.

Only love can ever heal us
from broken hearts and broken lives.
Until compassion finds the courage
to go beyond where comfort lies.

Just one soul that stirs in darkness
for that which knows their will to touch,
shall erase the mark of sorrows
when love becomes more than enough ~

to hold our grief and hold our pardon,
to hold forgiveness for things undone ~

to hold the seeds of true compassion
to heal ourselves, the broken ones.

Author’s Note: This was originally penned in April 2007,
following shootings by a lone gunman Virginia Teach.
But it applicable to more than one ~ whether it is
a Town Hall meeting in Arizona, a youth camp in Sweden,
or a movie theatre in Colorado.

~ We must never forget that we belong to each other.