as you were dreaming ~

05 Saturday Jan 2013

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angels come
as flight to find
eager to my heaven
silken feathers
whispering a dream
swelled within the beauty
of lonesome lullabys
comes when still
my eyes are closed
in sleep

tell me then
of faraways –
a memory I’m missing
fingers float
across my violin
voices of ten thousand
ancient choirs now ascending
tiptoe as the light
where night
has been

measured sway
of hands to time –
sacred truth awaking
escaped from once
we were –
already one
signs along the journey
will to understand
dreamed
as you were dreaming me –
angels we become

. . .

fieldstones ~

01 Tuesday Jan 2013

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become

of numbers rolled over
I have not regret –
for the places
and faces
unknown to forget
were the journey just starting
became of my days
and always – a way
just beyond

redeemed
by compassion
for all I would know
and worry not long
for the past
letting go
as sunrise
bears witness
to the first fall of dew
will twilight remember
the same

fieldstones of granite
jasper and coal
diamonds recalled to the sky
whispers
made dearer
some silent retreat
float through a night
such as I

reminding me still
of the places I go –
and worlds just beyond
I remain
a blush to a moment
unburdened by time –
as hands fitting hands
now again

into this echo
into this sound
of all that is yet to behold
rivers of truth
have no worry for less –
as love streams
in light to my soul

. . .

just so ~

29 Saturday Dec 2012

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everywhere

when auld langsyne
is played the night –
I wonder will you know
love holds not the hands of time
but ever is (just so)

in tiny ways
no one can say
for sure (how real) the proof
distance measured
(never long)
by reason bound in truth

when mornings come
ten thousand suns
and none the same (as this)
eternal as the place we are –
(immortal) as one kiss

take of years
and winters passed
as lifetimes to this day
forever but a witness
to moments (I shall stay)

as midnight falls
a silver ball –
into the sky (of dreams)
will tumble as a favored star
a light to smiles (unseen)

where lowly notes
of passion wrote
to friends (and loves) afar
as ever then
the now recalled
within each breath
(you are)

fortune ~

28 Friday Dec 2012

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perilous

fortune
never lasts for long
swirling in my cup
chamomile
and curses each goodbye
leaves
and lockets
someone breathed
into a braid of wishes
lilac blooms
would haunt the snow
with briar
by and by

stories
I can ne’er decide
where the past was ended
chapter twenty two
and still I grieve
ashes hold the only proof
letters e’er were written –
secrets kept in
cedar –
fade but never leave

miracle
of almost when
deeper love becoming
fragile as a web
of spinner’s lace
ribbons never lasted long
tied
untied –
remembered
moments of surrender
burdened not by place

sentiment
of bursting hearts –
souls the night comes raining
lanterns of the eastern sky
heaven follows near
as one before
the garden grew
from mystery and maybes
lights along the headboard
ashes falling here

silent the still ~

25 Tuesday Dec 2012

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story

of places remembered
to starlight undimmed
mysteries falling away
holy reminders
of moments so sweet
heaven returning
always

snowflake and winter
held long our dreams
of passing before
as a sigh – we remain
ripples of one
another we knew
tho held not to memory
by name

silent the still
of eternity dawned
tears from the face
of the sun –
glows still the night
of a far away star
breathing as love
into one

mistletoe ~

23 Sunday Dec 2012

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sweetestblush

swayed beneath
the mistletoe
my daddy brought me
Sunday –
was wound atop
a cedar tree
and rescued by his bow
was not a place
for ribbons
just the scent
of something magic
a life so sure
of living
would find in me
a kiss

tenderness of time ~

22 Saturday Dec 2012

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grampa's winters

were memories
around us pulled
comfort to the still
where once the pearls
of laughter
burned us down

moonlight sits
on dirty panes
spring forgot to clean
when caught up in the living
let them go

hands confessed
of others known –
tenderness of time
places kept beyond the reach
of all we hoped to find
granny's star
mistletoe
but who can know
of words denied to kiss
silver bells are ringing
can’t you hear

packages for wrapping
string the lights around
tend the fire
and let the solace in

cards along the mantle
tell of better days
but written to the soul
a kinder pen

. . .

crossed ~

22 Saturday Dec 2012

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of chance

of reasons
I’ve forgotten
where the stars were crossed
but kept within my blood
their very names

drew a map
from north to south
west across the plains
east as far
the oldest sun shall rise

spoke of times
an ancient place
beyond the reach of knowing
sisters spin
in silken webs
as shadows of disgrace

fated fears
and let’s begin –
truth to resurrect
tho buried now
beneath my holy place

crossed again
the story line –
wherever
west is gone –

pulls against my center
at odds against
the stars

. . .

flawed ~

21 Friday Dec 2012

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within

o precious redeemer
hold tighter
I pray –
and garner my heart
with your wonderous grace

know me
bestow me
paths you have laid
grant me the courage
to turn not away
from the living
forgiving
of choices long made
that I might endure
every kiss
every blade

in pleasing
releasing
both laughter and tears
joys spilled over
to the places of fear
of becoming
the only
of always I am
a snowflake in autumn
a flaw in the plan

of pathways
and patience –
my purpose to find
eternity already come
and I never willing
silent to sit
while life dances by
on the lawn

turning
returning
spinning in place
lost in a moment
floating in space
living and dying
forever
today

to lose
to be broken
to be torn
and be healed
remembering light
as a scar to my soul
born into breath
this morning
again –
with nothing to keep
and all now to hold

mercies
how tenderly
each one revealed
and somewhere
they worry for me
swirling
unfurling
as leaves falling down
love waiting only
to be

time after time ~

20 Thursday Dec 2012

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almost touching

starting to see
without sense of the loss
seasons rushed by
nearly blind
caught in the passing
of love into life
forgotten to paths
fell behind

making our way
from pages turned brown –
stories retold now again
passions made true
as embers to burn
than e’er was the flame
to begin

starting
and leaving –
letting us in
long after time
has forgiven our trust
roads cross the same
on the way back to here –
nights never looking
for us

bursted
from light –
at edges unknown
were moments for keeping
this way
dreams bare the promise
we dared never speak
of love –
such a small price
to pay

waiting
for reasons
confessed to the wind –
dearer this fate to allow
remembering wonder
of living relearned –
winters
a part of us now

. . .