by a dream ~
23 Wednesday Dec 2020
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in17 Thursday Dec 2020
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intil I am faded
into pitch –
the memory of touch
almost erased
with no one to remember
why it was
or what it meant
how deep the soul’s
surrender
to something deeper still
written to the places
love has been
I’ve made my peace
had my say
with verses
o’er the years –
tempted fate more times
than were confessed
borrowed
from the ledger
of tomorrows left to spare
gave my love at times
for something less
a name
almost forsaken
awakes from tired dreams
to warm against
the heart –
with all that matters
a silent recollection
of days
beyond our count
and nights
we waited long
the morning after
. . .
09 Wednesday Dec 2020
Posted Poetry, spirituality, verse
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along the way
Christmas twinkles
in strings of red and green
starlight scattered
softly o’er the snow
and in the face
where once the moon
remembered why we came
angels tip their
golden wings
below
silence spills
o holy night
and I am lost for words
to ease the ache
I find in everything
days my heart has worried
are taken back again
by One who waits
the evening bell
to ring
. . .
20 Friday Nov 2020
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in10 Tuesday Nov 2020
Posted Poetry, spirituality
insometimes
a whole day passes
and I am left the same –
no less than words would bury
a shadow of me remains
some nights
I fear the crying
of night birds on the rise –
thought is splintered into rhyme
and I dare not close
my eyes
sometimes
I wake beyond the dream
where there’s no proof of us –
no morning I might trade again
for the memory
of your touch
it’s not the same
we’re not the same
as once we were a longing filled
it seems my mind has forgotten –
what my soul
remembers still
. . .
27 Tuesday Oct 2020
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dreams, life, love, memories, promise, sometimes, surrender, the places I keep, time, truth, witness
another dawn
no different
than every day before –
a drink too much
whiskey chased by rain
a letter penned
and folded –
deeper than my fears
a lonely side
of pride
I’ll not complain
keys
and I’ve forgotten
what I cared for
near enough
to lock him up
with promises and gin
negligence by proxy
I can hardly rest
I dare not sleep –
I will not dream
again
by noon
my heart will wonder
what made me feel this way
these hands
will have no memory of us
no warmth where you might linger
a favorite perfume –
pressed into the places
that I love
. . .
19 Monday Oct 2020
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destiny, expectation, fate, home, life, love, rambling, remembrance, sometimes, stars, time, treasure
left as the morning
was dried from the roses
and last night’s confession
absolved by the sun
drove just as heaven
found dirt in Kentucky
yet slowed not the heart
getting on
another night’s rest
much better than last
and nothing much here
to pretend
but I dare not regret
choices once made
or the etch of their work
on my skin
was innocence lost
in the will to believe
– blinders matched to my eyes
was destiny tied
to a white picket fence
anchored by wishes
fell from the sky
another day done
as the truth was set free
sooner or later I lost
the plan to give more
than was mine to conceive
in dreams
I can barely recall
the pillow made dark
by yesterdays’ tears
words in silence replayed
even now
as the last glimpse
of night disappears
shadows fall by the way
is it this I awaited
a long stretch of ache –
of whiskey and wishes
a favorite song
made right
in remembering
the ways we were come
as last night’s confession
absolved by the sun
. . .
08 Thursday Oct 2020
Posted home, Poetry, spirituality
inI shall gather
to pages
these remnants of you
reminders now written
in rhyme
I shall paint
every moment
of days worn together –
warm cappucine
silver mine
sweet
my surrender
so often and still
when shadows are come
to do as they will
I will bind my heart
to words
we both know –
whispers carved deep
to my soul
. . .
29 Tuesday Sep 2020
Posted Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
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I break
when least expected –
and rise against my will
sometimes I race
sometimes I’m standing still
I’ve known the hurt
of heartbreak
the salty sting of tears
how long the morning after
when after all these years
I still recall
without regret –
most every goodbye kiss
the whisper of remember me
to moments such as this
hearts entreating
music stirring just beneath
my skin
as melodies we played
are played again
. . .
11 Friday Sep 2020
Posted home, spirituality
inStarry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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