softer rhyme ~

12 Saturday Jan 2013

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pages worn
our lines apart
rhyme eternal one ~
failing as the reader to resign
fingers fumble
ink becomes ~
a souvenir of will
verses bent us double
to begin

read to me
of where we wait
still in chapters bare
press into
these mysteries
of skin
vowels displaced by wonder –
breath where longing pools
margins far too wide
to keep us in

numbers resurrected
one more place to be –
were ever there
a crime of destinies
line by line
rhythm caught in places
never said –
mark the page
for keeping me –
held by love again

. . .

falling forward ~

06 Sunday Jan 2013

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fragrant
each becoming to the earth –
where once was died
pain of falling forward
into bliss
still the tender bower
of an ever-lasting love
wishes mine eternal
to exist

as breath aware
of something more
rushing through the trees
sweet perfume
of wildest muscadine
wisdom of the weakest
stories passing on –
wills the heart remember
every time

the soul was full
as light so bright
betrayed our sense of loss
held beyond the moment
of goodbye
wrapped in sheets
of wilderness –
tempted by the stars
dare I dream
and never question why

the flowers bloom
unnoticed –
the mockingbird to lust
as wonder wakes
unwilling to forget
tells the story just begun
life beyond this dream –
love is light becoming
bliss awaiting yet

. . .

for patience ~

06 Sunday Jan 2013

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december sits
in last year’s clothes
somewhere in the closet
patent leather shoes
and gabardine
woolen slacks
I hate them so –
you’ll never see me
wearing
gloves to match my scarf
to match my coat

barefeet stretch
into the cool –
boots along the hallway
bend me down a pair or two
will keep me here
til spring
winter winds
my story know –
talking through the window
frost the mirror –
tempt my soul to wing

dimestore pearls
and chapstick hearts
pictures crowd the mantle
proof of days
were seasons past the same
roses stand with brittle heads
bowed to prayer
for patience –
lacey lips are calling me
by name

practiced hands
deny the cold
to cup the fragile blossoms
breathed again a miracle –
as memory of the sun
softest hope
remembers now –
the promise of another
summer rain to save us
beyond december
comes

. . .

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

. . .

hereafter ~

01 Tuesday Jan 2013

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soft as a snowflake
whispers of june –
and the buzz on the line
cicadas befriend – placeholder
ask me of rivers
and mountains retreating –
nights filled with story
of places we’ve been

still as the now
to eternity walking –
in beat up old boots
the color of hay
reasons to linger
for the wait of hereafter –
will stars in your eyes
steal my leaving
away

whiskey and wishes
three kinds of favor –
when wrapped in the warmth
of forever somewhere
sweetest refrain
for the coming back only
if ever I would –
was for wonder
to share

hunters and sisters
the universe listens –
wilderness swirls
in freckles of light
ripples of whatever truth
we are making –
rolls ‘neath the gate
in search of the night

. . .

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)

traces ~

29 Saturday Dec 2012

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seasons

beyond my prayer
this thought becomes –
a plea for understanding
hands confessed
to steady
beats the drum

liar liar
claim the fire
will set the night aflame
and swear me not
to stories
of a time I loved
the same

of babydolls
and choochoo trains
someone left to listen –
lessons brushed with flannel
cowboy dreams

move the bed
and light the longing –
read the pages bent
balanced not the living
with the loss –
wilderness
to wander me
Sunday morning sometimes –
as lacey white the feathers
of a dove

stills the breath
beneath the covers
seasons pass again –
with only this for keeping
until then

in empty fields
the sunlight wakes –
with memory of another
the sins of turning back
at last are gone

permission to surrender
these skies to cross into
lead me back
where I am known
by everything I knew

. . .

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

. . .

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

. . .