08 Monday May 2023
Posted in Poetry
for another day
let us be –
lest some other
breath become
of memories refined
a place beyond the sun
where morning wakes
the night
remits
with destinies to grieve
as one
most surely one
our faults to ease
for another touch
every word
suffers my surrender
no way for getting back
for getting home
come this sweet permission
to take
please take of mine
to spare our love –
the only truth
i know
. . .
20 Thursday Apr 2023
how many words
were wasted
in the rush
to get them down
rhyme i thought would save me
never did
years disturbing pages
awaiting verse
to come
poetry –
i knew you from the start
the way you traded
syllables
passions understood
as story memorized –
please tell me
now
where each pause is fitted
a place to hold
it all
the way to feel
everything –
words before the fall
how was i to recognize
your beat
within my own
rhyme i chose
ten thousand lines
ago
Author’s Note: I may be the poet, but you – you are the poem ❤
. . .
10 Friday Feb 2023
had i time
enough
to make the best –
years beyond these rings
a moment undecided
by the way
the nightbird sings
a road too long
to get me back –
a broken stand
of pines
had i days
to resurrect –
one more morning
to ascribe
breath where mine
was stolen
i remember
had i grace
to give in trade –
an evermore
to save
would my pleasure come
in counting
every kiss where
we align
would i wait
another day
to make you
mine
. . .
07 Friday Oct 2022
was this
for warmth I waited
crooked boards and thread –
a light
to ease the dark
above the pines
distance traveled
who am I to squander
what remains
to still my ache
with wonder
what of you
was ever mine
another season
captive to your eyes
was this
the home i never left
when fell into
the pond –
drowned one summer day
mid july
did you grieve
til dreams were tendered
by words
that never came –
an ancient map
stars we called
by name
was this
the chance forever took
one winter as we lay
curled against each other –
do you remember
. . .
27 Tuesday Sep 2022
Tags
confession, life, love, realization, sometimes, surrender, time, understanding
this is the part
where longing makes sense
a sigh where my dreams
fall away
a name spoken softly
tho shadows can hear
what was saved
for this moment
from another
some day
this is the part
the part where i bend
a place where you lay
in my arms
for a while
trading secrets
for the promise of more
e’en now
there’s a warmth
at the tempt of my smile
i can’t be made
to surrender
. . .
24 Saturday Sep 2022
Posted in Poetry
20 Tuesday Sep 2022
when once
you were mine
with permission for more
than ever one lifetime
could hold
come back
you forgave me
for times surely gone
live while your love
is still young
wait as i pleaded
another some day
would grant us the grace
of time in this place
allowing my heart
to beat next to yours
wait
and i’ll come back
to find you
stay while my lips
know your name
. . .
26 Friday Aug 2022
do you remember
sleep we traded
for one more chance at love
a garden grew
in shadows of the barn
hearts for holding memory
promising our best –
would gather
every season
waited on
once before
i stood my ground
and put my maps away –
starlings black before the sun
could bake
dressed in purple flannel
i willed the stars collide
begging please
upon my knees –
another dream
to wake
longing keeps
no record –
of years betrayed
to moments here
curved against your spine –
a willing spoon
do you remember
how i worried
each time you tempted fate
trusting of our fortunes
to the moon
. . .
28 Thursday Jul 2022
Tags
breath, life, love, questions, seasons, sometimes, soul memory, star crossed, time, treasure
of nothing
not much do I have
tho i beg you
to take what you will
go without speaking
let me a kiss
the warmth of your name
still burning
my lips
of boxes
and winters
ten thousand years
i made of my life
one sweet yesterday –
coffee left stains
on the floor
where I knelt
burning my secrets
away
echoes
are scattered
high on a shelf
where once I kept photos
pieces of us
stored without thought
to where we might be –
or how far the stars
still to fall
. . .
21 Thursday Jul 2022
sometimes –
I love the word
tho it alludes me –
sometimes i feel
sometimes i love
sometimes
is ne’er enough
to imagine life sufficient
to take it all apart
where ribbons cut across
my tender heart
forever is more telling
tho rarely sounds the same
when rolling off my tongue –
a brittle lie
forever waits
beyond the ache
eternity implies
where still i yearn
for sometimes –
a breath between
goodbyes
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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