where april bled to may ~

11 Friday Mar 2022

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as it is, eternity, light, love, only this, seasons, spring, truth

shall I tell you
of a springtime –
of yellows undefined
hidden meadows
weaved by muscadine
a story still becoming
you were here
and I was saved
held against the tender
fold
where april
bled to may

shall I tell you
how I loved you –
how your want
filled every need
like a window
where my shadows
used to be
with ne’er a thought
to anything
would steal me from this light –
to sever
every memory
of spring

. . .

once to come ~

30 Monday Dec 2019

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling

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another time, home, letting go, life, love, memory, reasons, remembrance, spirit, spring, time, truth, winter

breath (2)

I asked you once to come –
when winter was melted
as petals pushed forward
to remember
the home
I described for you
in the silver convergence
of dreams

I asked you come
to stay beyond
leaving
one more time
to hold me together
through another
letting go

I asked you to come
but now –
recalling
has lessened the reasons
for wanting you here
when spring
is returning
– and the winter
so fond in remembrance
has left me
to go

where once I begged you
to come

. . .

born of eve ~

20 Friday Apr 2018

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beginning, bloom, flowers, love, nature, seasons, spring, time

remember me spring

daylight steals her dewy breath
begs the blossoms bloom
with colors of ten thousand summer songs
brushed into a tapestry
laced with rich perfume
the soul’s delight
held captive by the wind
dusted to the mountain tops
swept upon the sea
gardens burst familiar –
as children born
of eve

. . .

another almost this ~

23 Friday Mar 2018

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bliss, life, love, memory, nature, reminders, seasons, spirit, spring, trust, truth

everywhere
sleepy eyes
I see you there
amid the fog of days
imagine my surprise
to find you here
stuck between the laces
breath against my neck
measured verses
ringing soft and clear
a kiss
was not forsaken
for I knew you just this way
the taste
to reminisce
of another almost this
I saw you in the morning
just today

. . .

when all the rest are gone ~

19 Friday Jan 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Storytelling

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breath, chill, eternal, life, love, resurrected, spring, time, truth, winter

somewhereI (2)

what willing spring
shall flutter
as leaves into a stream
to take away
the chill that wears my bones

what blossom
yet imagined
is tempted from the seed
to right the window sill
inside my home

what memory
shall warm me –
as places I have known
a breath of everything I love
when all the rest are gone

. . .

reverie ~

20 Thursday Mar 2014

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becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, cycles, equinox, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, passion, reason, seasons, seeing in the dark, spirit, spring, truth, wisdom, wonder

Spring did arrive with April’s feathered touch
in yellow blossoms much too rich for Fall –
but waited again the burnt Summer sun,
and grieved not a moment for Winter’s pall.

In melodies written on Sparrow’s wing,
the deep blue umbrella held fast the rain –
so long that time had ceased to remember
the cool December from whence longing came.

What season left behind is ours to keep
another page of eternity sweet –
would linger still in our heart evermore,
as snowflakes melted the first Summer heat.

Were yesterday’s promise so far away –
but want for remembrance of Winter today.

. . .