07 Tuesday May 2013
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bliss, blossoms, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, seasons, southern, spirit, spirituality, time, truth, wonder
soft as a flannel
of redbud and sage
innocence found
by the coming of age
by the breath of blackberries
burst on the vine
and stained by the memory
– a passing of time
into seasons forsaken
by change
unforeseen
as a blanket of winters
traded for green
. . .
06 Monday May 2013
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becoming, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, life, living, love, passion, reason, restless, spirit, spirituality, travel, truth, understanding, wandering
from deep ocean blue clarity
light allows curiosity to float
to a place of calm and nothingness
after the luring of promises
by so many others unaware
of the marvels held
within their own hearts…
looking long at the sun’s rays
salted and belly offered skywards
maybe the jealous moon
will be the chosen guide
into the excited commotion
of a common marketplace
where among other offerings
hope is for sale within the fleeting smile
of a green-eyed jewelry vendor
convinced that a woven leather bracelet
is the object necessary
for quiet meditation –
to cross the boundary
between suffering
and illumination
. . .
06 Monday May 2013
Posted in folklore, Poetry, Storytelling
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buffalo, cherokee, connection, destiny, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, living, love, native american indian, nature, passion, reason, self, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, value
. . .
on distant plains
a steady thunder –
black the haze
of rolling smoke
pounding verse
of wind and longing
wisdom from the past
rewrote
as solitude
the lone intruder –
witness come
with feathers bright
loving heart
of fear and honor –
casting spells
by firelight
. . .
06 Monday May 2013
Posted in folklore, Poetry, Storytelling
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becoming, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom, wonder
sweet the flush
of destinies
whene’er the world grows calm
as there beneath
each tender tree –
eternities are known
tho burdened not
by stories left –
forsaken by the truth
would still the heart
from beating –
here alone
frail the myth
of magical –
sacred paths revealed
with worry not for sorrows
washed away –
breezes blow
across into
the proof of love’s refrain
faith has come
another dream
to save
. . .
05 Sunday May 2013
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
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bliss, breath, connection, death, destiny, dreams, fearless, home, knowing, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering
as far
from my memory –
a you I don’t know
is willed into life
by the lure of a flame
wrapped in illusion
of a touch long ago –
moments
no longer the same
as a partial
remembrance –
of lives passed away
love we were hoping to keep
one more day –
folded as pages
to yesterday’s dream
margins
surely to fade
saving for none
the promise of more
than a once
curs’ed vapor –
left burning before
in the recess of always
where names
have been lost –
a time
before taking
of breath
we forgot
. . .
05 Sunday May 2013
Posted in folklore, Poetry, Storytelling
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becoming, bliss, dreams, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, passion, reason, restless, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, travel, truth, understanding, wandering
how am I to wonder
and still
the morning comes
fresh as tears
to grace the baby green
petals begged to open
sleepy eyes awake
eager now to hear
the story told
of distant fields
and gardens fair –
winded wills and worry –
forests drawn in aprons
of a song
played within the stillness
of one more time
I’ve gone
far beyond the touch
that is the dawn
how is now
I’ve traveled
beyond the reach of dreams –
beyond the safe abode
of tethered night
walked with stars
and tripped my way
into another light –
brushed aside the veil
to free my soul
. . .
04 Saturday May 2013
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, death, dreams, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder
for moments yet
becoming –
an early morning dew
as last year’s rain
before the crops came in
memories of something more
time and roads
retraveled
– the ways to you
remembered
by the wind
letting go
as I have known –
forsaken now to listen
bells are ringing somewhere –
I can hear
water falling –
lifetimes left
I promised once to find
– a place beyond the night
I hold you near
were it so
the past is not
with tales
of one more season –
years have passed
and still love wakes my bones
surrender claims
the deepest sleep
walls of purple paper –
one more sin
for living to atone
. . .
03 Friday May 2013
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becoming, bliss, connection, fearless, forgiveness, grace, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, postmark, restless, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder, writing
a mandolin
movement
an exotic rush of wind
the colors of rain pooling
your eyes
are everything – still
forever
sometimes –
the music in our silence
turns my soul back
into a changeling
muffles my desire
my heart mute
I miss its words
its rhymes
its gentle pleasing
the spill of its ink
to stain my solitude
in every hue called love
to exist
and flutter
on the wings of november
beyond the monsoon
beneath a shooting star
you caught
with a song
. . .
03 Friday May 2013
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
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becoming, connection, destiny, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, nature, passion, poetry, reason, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder
as oceans
so as I –
assail on summer leaf
hindered not to journey
by the breeze
balanced top a tidal wave
soft vanilla soul –
pressed to flight
wherever
I am bound
as tenderness
prevailed –
to charm the ancient elm
mesmerized by falling
let me fall
eager as the morning wren
lacking not the urge
as comfort come
in yearning
for the sky
dreaming now
remembered
as a place
my longing knows –
petals flutter down
in sweet parade
floating unencumbered
as essence
into light –
gathered now desire
to reach the sea
. . .
02 Thursday May 2013
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becoming, bliss, breath, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, life, living, love, moments, old maps, passion, postmark, relationship, southern, spirit, strength, truth, wandering, wisdom
let me now
to lines be drawn –
before and after me
a sweet embrace
remembered
that is all
muscadine
and gypsum root –
marigold and sage
planets strung above
and velvet sky
save for me
the telling –
of one more way to find
paths already waiting
our retreat
take my hand
to hold apart –
the warmth of reaching in
say my name –
as light
remembering
. . .
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