22 Saturday Jan 2022
Tags
spare your
righteous discontent
(your choice)
to make it mine
where fault was laid
one summer night
(warmth)
beneath the pines
was then I took
of your first breath
(words you dared
not speak)
home
was ours for finding
I was you
(you were me)
for a time
sometimes much longer
than the flash
of one dark star
I knew the way would come
and you would go
miles beyond
the place where I might reach
to find you (still)
dreaming neath
an ancient stand
of pines
. . .
17 Monday Jan 2022
Posted in Poetry
i shall pray
for love to take me
as evening
pulls around –
cuddled me in green
a bit of star
i shall want
that you would wait
until my will
is turned to stone
a plea for grace
to fill this place
you left me
once
alone
i shall rage for truth
when none becomes
the way i knew
of you
i shall want of this –
another day
when all my days
are through
. . .
08 Saturday Jan 2022
were not for once
you wondered
who I was
and why I came
from places
long imagined
but never said
aloud
in passing –
lest your fingers
be tempted by the red
to begin
an undertaking –
an explorer
undecided where to land
how many streams
for crossing
might delay
your sweet return
to a place
you had forgotten
how to be
. . .
05 Wednesday Jan 2022
secreted away
as the eldest daughter
of a favored son
a will that gave
away the farm
was never mine to give
how much of these
were pardon
for the ways I am
with you
how much I gave
without a thought
of all there was
to lose
morning sits
beyond the frost
as sure is warmth
to come
carried by
the wondering of
who was I before
a sideways glance
to alter fate
a cloud to hide
the moon
more than this
as heaven here –
evidence
of truth
. . .
03 Monday Jan 2022
a chill runs deep
as does my love
who
will understand
for every path
another was to claim
years of waiting
worried sick
the sky was soon
to fall
reason come –
carried by
the light
there are rivers
crushed
beneath the snow
tears
I thought were dried
– no way to prove
the way to home
was you
. . .
25 Saturday Dec 2021
Tags
as easy as breathing, christmas, confession, life, live, poetry, rambling, sometimes, writing in the dark
was making plans
for one more life
when you found me
spun me round
like a rainbow
falling
drunken path
flooding the pasture
burning my skin
with the way
you looked thru
the way you made love
feel like
always
was nothing
we’d ever want back
a breath for christmas
one more every time
i would awake
in a trance
of learning to be
tho i couldn’t quite
count
the stars
i could drown in your eyes
a life resurrected
as you held out
your hands –
opened your arms
to surround
. . .
07 Tuesday Dec 2021
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
acceptance, forgiveness, infinite, life, love, seasons, sometimes, time, truth, willing you home to me
forty-one more
than I was young
half lives more than ready
one last time –
for living
every day
failing
forgiveness –
tell me of pleasures
willed you come
yet pulled you away
separate for nothing
a pension for madness –
heaven permitted
to leave
last years
communion –
is this years I love you
memory fated
to me
. . .
29 Monday Nov 2021
12 Tuesday Oct 2021
had I more
than stars for wishing
years of standing still
the memory
of falling to the sea
where I slept
within a sunrise
as ten thousand came before
swimming in your eyes
rescue me
had I will
to run or follow –
a step or two behind
beyond the pull
of destiny or sky
tempted by a promise
truth would see me home
lest I wander with
this mystery
called life
had I courage
for surrender –
death to stave again
carried up as leaves
to lay me down
had I faith
to live another life
were this my only plea
come to me
with arms
to wrap around
. . .
25 Wednesday Aug 2021
in the blush
before twilight falls
on stars I know by name
tis there
a sigh unguarded
you remain
in light
before the sun arrives
to sit
atop my barn
in breezes come
a whisper
through the pines
tis there
amid the places –
I’ve decided
I can bear
souvenirs of all
I thought
to love
with breath
before dreams return
as shadows
shape the night –
as story
not yet told
you remain
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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