shall ~

20 Wednesday Feb 2013

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of moments
shall I never
know honor more than these
a laureate or something
simply less

or shall I be
forever this –
inspired to these depths
when searching for
the river
is my soul

shall I find
my ways made well
by jasper, slate
and poet –
confined to verse
the solace
I once was

wash my fate
to marble shores
where now my kindred tarry
naught for prize
they wanted –
but words that held
their sway

. . .

places ~

18 Monday Feb 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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bliss, cherokee, connection, faith, forgiveness, grace, light, love, old maps, relationship, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, wisdom, wonder

mercies I’ve known
of more than my share
and places
the world disregards

let them fall
into slumber
let their kind burn away
but for notions and living
so misunderstood

would wish not the knowing
our lives to embrace
or beauty the colors
we’ve not yet
to see

split between ruby and red
and whites the same
virgin
as doves to the sky
in a postcard of Jesus
stood by the sea

would ever these eyes
be meant to recall
the differences
more
than we wanted
to be

. . .

keepers ~

15 Friday Feb 2013

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bliss, cherokee, connection, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, nature, old maps, southern, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, wisdom

long skinny fingers
reach for the sky
swaying in ultimate
bliss –

forgotten the spring
when clothes
where the thing
they bend without burden
of blossom
or leaf

challenged again
for stories they keep
sweet golden rings
in the dark

crossed
and made straight
wrapped each around
another one day
might have fell

delicate song
comes alive
in the breeze –
as harp finds the string
without bow

. . .

when ~

15 Friday Feb 2013

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when the sunrise
strains to being –
scarlet rinse of consciousness
will then your knees
be broken –
your burden
bowed

when the warmth
that is your body
fails to know you as before –
will you feel the
tender need
to tell
it all

when the path
you thought
would take you home
is taking you no further
than the floor
beside your bed –
already
known

when the moon
has failed to hold you
in the place
where once you dreamed –
will the prayers
you dare to speak
be understood

when the faith
you kept
is strengthened
by wisdom born of love –
will light concede
this setting –
your place
beside the sun

…

harvest still ~

12 Tuesday Feb 2013

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the seasons
unrelenting –
as chasing one another
winter blew
as ashes on July
last we spoke –
November
was a time I’ve come
to love –
holding still
the magic of our spring

waiting there
within the chill
of autumn to the harvest –
more than e’er
we knew to understand
bitter wheat
was turned again
to seed the fields of summer –
dreams we dreamed
awake us different
now

across
and thru
these sleepless nights
blankets drag
the ground –
revealed another truth
for why we came
wanting but for nothing
would see the past
undone –

the snow would melt
to flowers all
around

. . .

dreams we know by heart ~

12 Tuesday Feb 2013

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beyond the reach
of wisdom –
longing makes a plan
and scratches there
our name
in blocks of time
given more
than giving back
letting go
to let
choice before the choosing
comes again

beneath the want
of wandering –
are dreams we know by heart
echoes of a once
familiar song –
played on silken chords
ringing without sound –
when wished upon a moon
we couldn’t see

before and since
of all we are –
reversing now the tides
are tears –
we thought were washing
us away
come the sigh
we breathed into –
matching with our own
blessings pass
unnoticed
to our light

. . .

fields of yesterday ~

10 Sunday Feb 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling, verse

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stood beyond
the blanket
of blistered buttercups
grasses green
the sweeping wheat
of song

passions
I could ne’ver confess
swirl to aching verse
leaned into the hunger
of the wind

seasons gone
five hundred years
names are written over
as sides have taken
comfort
in the loss

of choices
made – the past is gone
tho none can say for sure –
what of love
was written to endure

immortal still
the essence left
of places where we lay
– as whispers to awaken

in fields
of yesterday

. . .

remains ~

10 Sunday Feb 2013

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of then
another came
and I was loved
before I knew
the road ahead –
would curve into the wonder
of the blue

of ways
I never noticed
where my sorrow would
remain –
wrapped in linen
joys –
every sweet release
of pain

of life
the willing servant
comes the only path
to keep
witness to the loss
was found a place
within my deep

of choice
the answer always
comes – would love
and die for this
reminded of the scars
but more
the bliss

of then
I have such reasons
to touch – to live
to grow
within this perfect
presence –
another I shall
know

. . .

the whole of one ~

09 Saturday Feb 2013

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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loose the leaf
that has not love
would scorn the bitter ivy
to thrive within
the autumn wind’s distress
take of hands
the soft heart
feathers
round the damaged soul
when mattered once –
the whole of one
to love

bless the wrongs
of suffered right –
wisdom surely come
to claim
the lowly wanderer again
bear the wings
of angels –
to fly our spirits home
forgotten now the leaving
to atone

dry the tears
and heal the hurt –
bloom these gardens new
with flowers
of remembrance to our name –
sprouted from our sorrows
nurtured by our sins
forgiven us the weeds
that right
our stone