sometimes at night ~

15 Friday Jun 2018

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angels, blessings, faith, gifts, home, life, love, nature, seeing in the dark, spirit, truth, understanding

rustling

sometimes
at night –
I sense the river rising
a rustling of promises
racing down below
the fluttering of angels –
songbirds they are known
by those who
ease their nets
into the tide

. . .

washed from the sun ~

11 Monday Jun 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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a light on the porch, assurance, blessings, gifts, home, life, love, prayer, returning, sometimes, spirit, starting again, truth

letmestay

the daylight
grows dimmer
with every october
tho the nightbirds sing louder
this spring
a reminder of counting
the miles to forever
broken old crosses –
lacey white wings

it seems but a moment
backward forgiving
to a place just the same –
starting again
hands held aloft
pleading with heaven
for one more tomorrow –
another amen

a quiet surrender
of midnight
and morning –
is washed from the sun
by a river of tears
recalled at the end
as a time ne’er forsaken –
when love glowed the path
of our way
back to here

. . .

recounter ~

11 Monday Jun 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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beginnings, first kiss, I don't remember, love, nearly always, soul, spirit, touch

heavenhome

permission
was given
without a word uttered
just a hand reaching out
while the world
gathered ground
I may have well asked
tho I don’t remember
much more than the salt
– my name on your mouth
the hint of confession
we’d neither recounter –
as stars fell away
to our tumbling
down

. . .

loosed again ~

08 Friday Jun 2018

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acceptance, awareness, confession, home, life, light, love, meditation, silence, spirit, still, struggle, trust, understanding, void

grace (2)

yesterday I chattered
as silence spilled around –
gave my everything
to make it go –
to ease the ache
of restlessness –
charming as I wrote
of all I sought
and all I claimed
to know

til loosed again
from wanting
– ties that swore to bind
years confessed
a faultless void to fill
my every spare
with something more –
empty with surprise
– content to
make my home
within the still

. . .

something I forgot to tell ~

06 Wednesday Jun 2018

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blessing, home, learning, life, love, nature, remembering, seeing in the dark, spirit, truth, words

bettlerrucken ridge

it’s not so brutal
to remember –
not a distance yet to go
I close my eyes
and for a moment –
all I’ve loved
is all I know

it’s not the dream
that keeps me dreaming –
nor a prayer
when I’m alone
it’s not the days
I know will dwindle
til the stars
recall me home

something more
is meant for sharing
something I forgot to tell
how the mountains
sense our pleasure –
higher still
when loved we
well

. . .

love endured the taking back ~

04 Monday Jun 2018

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let to leave, life, love, missing, poetry, soul, soul memory, spirit, time, truth, verse, writer

sundayme

when birth became
another time
a parting from the whole –
slant as I from dying
with fissures
to my soul
remembering
another time –
and words I gave for free
another life
was mine to love –
was once
another me

where verses carved
into my heart –
rhyme I scarcely used
love endured
the taking back
another day of you
pages fret forgotten lines
ink – I’m bound to grieve
for moments folded
into life –
truths I willed
believe

. . .

worried anew ~

24 Thursday May 2018

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breath, compassion, conscious, divine wholeness, life, light, love, resolution, spirit, surrender, the sin of omission, truth

fireflies

there’s something here
more than life –
or the mourning of beats
strum
strum
strum
from the depths of becoming
a devil –
a saint
worried anew
o’er things we have lost
tho tied not a fret
to the things we have not
– ways we let go
or the path walked upon
forgotten the promise
made long ago
prayers rarely granted
by those without sin
to those without measure
for where love
begins

. . .

one more birth to fall ~

22 Tuesday May 2018

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before we understood, grace, home, journey, life, love the only truth, mountains, nature, path, seeing in the dark, spirit, travel, truth

dreaming

heaven pulls the
mountain –
from his fragile wedding bed
anchored by the river –
to her song
breezes grieve the lesson
dragonflies to score
this sacred place
remembered to
our soul

one more verse
to cover me –
one more birth to fall
as waters move
around me in the cold
quietly – a soft amen
rustles from the trees
brittle leaves
to dance atop
the foam

let indeed
the shadows tempt
with mysteries uncertain –
swirls beyond
this wake of mortal care
magic lies
in wilderness
bound by fragile thorns
journey on –
and I shall find you
there

. . .

shadows of you ~

21 Monday May 2018

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flight, life, light, love, promise, purpose, recollection, shadows, sometimes, spirit, time

fein

i’m a frayed
recollection
smokey and grey
a vision of promise
by life
overlayed
secrets and signs
hands you once knew
like a path
through the darkest
shadows of you
as lone silver skies
valkries in flight
removed at the slightest
illusion
of light

. . .