flawed ~

28 Wednesday Jul 2021

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fate, heart, life, love, prayer, reflection, soul, surrender, time, trust

from the end
another started –
a place was ours before
tho pieces have
been lost along the way
neglected to my keeping
trusted far too much
hidden in a box
buried deep
ancient hieroglyphics
carved into these walls
music plays
some nights
to drive me mad
heaven understands
how prayers have gone awry
every plan for getting home –
a flaw
jaded by a promise
to keep my heart for you
cheated by the sounding
of the clock

. . .

tethered to the trees ~

12 Friday Feb 2021

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grace, introspection, life, loss, love, nature, rambling, reflection, sometimes, still, that thing I do, time

of riches
I have nothing
but the memory of love
gathered close as breath
near as touch

the soul remembers
lest I faint
was lost
tho I am not
faith has kept me
tethered to the trees

drifting
on an evening gale
life restored
as choice to be
held within a promise –
a seeker sure to see

the world is changing
as am I
as e’er were we
to start
racing toward forever
not a breath apart

as certain grace
a holy place
reserved
of none I own
a tender prayer
is whispered there
faraway
is here
and I can’t tell the difference
between love
and letting go

let the truth
in living
fold around
the memory of where
I’ll be
some wiser sun
will pull me from the branches
trailing winds
where once
I was set free

. . .

all we knew of love ~

17 Thursday Sep 2020

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another day, becoming me, faith, journey, life, love, reflection, story, truth

I feel the blush
of a million sighs
whene’er I walk this road
as witness to the place
I go alone

when comes the blaze
of afternoon –
shades I recognize
are laced between the branches
falling round

reminders of another time
was all we knew of love –
sycamore and maple
spinning down

silence rings
in memories –
as close to now was then
whispers falling
echoes met by stone
one hundred years of living
reflected in your eyes
lifetimes come –
ten thousand
dusty roads

. . .

nothing much to spare ~

31 Monday Aug 2020

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blessings, breath, easy, love, moments, reflection, spirit, storms, time, truth

is this the day
I might have traded
for another life somewhere
cotton sheets
and sunday morning –
with nothing much
to spare

melodies
you played to me
are stretched along the line
as the scent
of summer storms
swirls beneath
the pines

a crooked board
a broken cup –
rings I’ve traced before
moments I was wanting
for another –
so much more

whispers bind
my life of pieces –
and everything is new
hands are fit together
as I’m falling
into you

. . .

suffered by the rain ~

23 Thursday Jul 2020

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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

. . .

love we carried ~

21 Tuesday Apr 2020

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acceptance, another me, love, memory, moments, reflection, remembered home, soul speak, truth, writing in the dark

buds

I know this path
familiar
unfamiliar
as the river
that scores my hand
the knowing prophesy
of life
and all that love
imagines us
into being

I know these blossoms
they are friends of mine
names I’ve misplaced
times
that left me wanting
empty for a drink
of remember

I know this way
as once I lingered
somewhere else
another me
was here the same
tho not made wise
by the memory
of love
we carried

. . .

of the me in the mirror ~

06 Thursday Dec 2018

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courage, faith, growth, life, love, passion, reflection, remembrance, reminders, seasons, time, truth, woman

follow your soul

time has erased the
girl in the mirror –
a clarified version
of someone I knew
stares from the corners
leans to the shutter
breaks in the passing
and smiles as I do

at stories forgotten
retold from the ending
tracing old patterns
nobody cares
how we became
for what were we searching –
a touch this familiar
waiting love –
waiting there

miles down the mountain
living aside –
essence remains of
some sweet other time
a faded reminder
of me in the mirror
but for passions
we shared –
love
would be mine

. . .

the choice for everafter ~

11 Wednesday Apr 2018

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faith, knowing, life, love, mystery, note to self, questions, reflection, truth, wonder

nearme

do you stutter
when surrender
finds its way
onto your tongue
is promise left to bleed
outside your door
when the choice
for everafter
makes a case for one more day
a longing sweet
as any
come before
do you dry your tears
while sorrow
makes a home inside your soul
do you lie awake
to wonder
over words
that you haunt you so
is there anything
remembered –
of the life you dared to dream
were your plans for love
forsaken
in your quest for all
it means