remains of us ~

20 Tuesday Jun 2023

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anchors, grief, heaven, life, love, moments, sleep, stars

had i nothing here
save one more day –
a lullaby to squander
a patch
where once i lay
beneath the watch of orion
whispering my everything
holding nothing back
an ache or two
as trade for you
remember

the cost of love
is not so much
the cost to grieve
a treasure
where remains of us
a telling
i let the grass grow deep
a patch where heaven
intercedes –
took my breath with wonder
willing me to
scorn the gaze
of stars

. . .

intention ~

01 Friday Apr 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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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

. . .

the heart where I am moored ~

12 Monday Jul 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, verse

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Tags

another life, assurance, comfort, dreams, life, love, morning, sleep, that thing I do, truth

careful
lest the dawn arrive –
shall we linger
with our dreams
decided not the weight
for days ahead
let us languish
still unknowing
as one with all
we keep –
safe within the breath
of words unsaid

undeclared
the portion
if you must go
then go beside –
leave the heart where I
am moored
the sanctity of home
a velvet understanding
forgiven to the light
pressed against
the certainty
of morn

. . .

light of consciousness ~

30 Monday Dec 2019

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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age, choice, consciousness, dreams, life, light, love, memory, remorse, seasons, sleep, time

come now

sleep folds
her tender locks
around me
and that which
I worried o’er is lessened
scattered atop
an ancient spread –
I cling to the light
of consciousness
fretting a moment
for all
I’ve forgotten
to save

. . .

shutter ~

27 Tuesday Nov 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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Tags

another world, awakening, connection, contentment, dreams, life, love, poetry, sleep, sometimes around midnight, spirit, time, truth, voice of the soul

curtain

do you understand
how far a whisper travels
when you mutter
to the darkness
do you know –
of another
not so distant
not the least of far away
who shutters from the depths
that calm her soul

contented in belonging
sometimes the lonely boards
are pressed beneath her pacing
was here
you surely passed
watching for some evidence
she wonders
do you hear
an echo of a murmur –
not her last

. . .

what has always been ~

10 Friday Aug 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Uncategorized

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beginning again, death, dreams, faith, journey, life, love, remembered new, sleep, soul, time, trust, truth, voyage

when I see you again

when day returns to shadow
and dust –
resigns to dust
when words are sworn to silence
as treasure into rust
when the last goodbye
is spoken
in a language few will know
when vows are broken
as truth unfurling
at this quiet letting go
the soul decides
of stories cleft –
an ache for what has always been
when the name we wore
in living
becomes a whisper
on the wind