at once familiar ~

12 Monday Mar 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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breath, destiny, dreams, life, love, memory, star crossed, wandering, wish, young love

now and then
I dare remember
all I wanted from the start
a beginning
without ending
a quiet flutter of my heart

it seemed so simple
in the wishing –
one night beneath the stars
as I stood atop the rafters
flanked by jupiter
and mars

without names
or constellation –
but a time to find again
someone come
at once familiar –
warm as blood
beneath my skin

for a moment
I did wonder
of the nights
to pass between
drawing near unto forever –
as a destiny unseen

by a girl
not so different
than ten thousand more
you’ve known
born of want –
another summer
when you made a wish
your own

. . .

time to time ~

07 Wednesday Feb 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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destiny, distance, home, life, love, star crossed, stars, time, travel, truth, wandering, wishes

from time to time
the stars align
and I wonder what we had in mind
when we wished aloud
some other day
on lights burned out
along the way

. . .

dreams of temporary ~

09 Tuesday Aug 2016

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, home, Poetry

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choice, comfort, divine this, home, life, lingering, love, memory, sacred intimacy, solace, star crossed, truth

take of breath
my last surrender –
cleave these tired hands
tell me now of promise
never meant
to understand

when nothing else
is mattered going –
will you watch
or dare you stay
skin to skin
beat to beating –
one more leaving
held at bay

roads were lost
but I won’t let them
take of these
the best I am –
burn the house
and clear the pasture
life will live
love will last

beyond these dreams
of temporary
things I have not voice
to tell
nights beyond
the reach of morning
heaven split
the realms of hell

take me home
tempt not slumber –
by the taking
of places
they grieve for me
now

. . .

listen ~

29 Sunday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Rambling

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becoming, conscious consciousness, death, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, grief, healing, knowledge, life, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, restless, sorrow, star crossed, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

on this sweltering dawn
I stand barefoot on a narrow step
looking out through eyes
blurred by emotion
seeking an unknown part of my past
a place I must have known
would find me here
with no one yet to answer
but for me
the purple buds are tempted
another week to stay

sorrow comes easily
as in the counting still –
of friends he seems
more willing than the rest
to listen as my heart concedes
I knew not when to break
or what of verses now
would yesterday
forsake

silent
raindrops
will comfort me now
a hundred times – of listening
volumes unconfessed
across a missing
separated –
mourning
words of love

how long this day
in coming
was there time before this loss
I can finally begin to recite
in an almost whisper
ten thousand volumes
of verse I never shared
and let my heart beat steadily
the celestial rhythms
of mourning
and show you the depths –

sentiment
hidden for the lifetime
that has separated us

. . .

carved by the stars ~

08 Thursday Jan 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, conscious consciousness, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, postmark, restless, spirit, star crossed, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

what wonder
forgiveness
professing of less
an emptiness
carved
by the stars
an ageless beginning
was here
that we knew
of the going
tho nothing
would e’er be the same
met with a sweetness
reaching to soul
taking
remaking
all we had known

. . .

we were ~

23 Sunday Nov 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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becoming, connection, conscious consciousness, divine, eternal, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, relationship, sacred intimacy, spirit, star crossed, stars, truth, value, wonder

a moment of holy
sacred divine
as light thru the memory
of windows
we were
remembered another
thought we became
a star not yet fallen
a wish not yet made
a beginning more tender
than words could endure
or touch
could be trusted
to keep

. . .

and here ~

04 Tuesday Nov 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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bliss, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, old maps, poetry, reason, spirit, star crossed, truth, understanding, value, wonder

pray me down
another night
when stars are realigned
remembering a space
that never was
a letting go
before the fates
conspired me to holding
your silences
much longer
than your verse
stay the wake
of evermore
a day beyond the last
wherein the light
is waiting
for a voice
a quiet reassurance
of where and here we lay
poetry
and tender worlds
to write

. . .

habits ~

18 Saturday Oct 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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bliss, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, star crossed, truth, wandering, wonder

sleepy threads
and coffee makes
a story out of nothing
but rings
where I’ve forgotten
who was sleeping
by my side

habits shared
and graces
have a way
of getting older
a sweet caress
is sometimes best
denied

morning keeps
her secrets well
and no one knows to talk
of shadows come
and who is left
to say

passion wears
a flannel gown
and takes her comforts
slow

fingers trace
the memory
of stay

. . .

into falling ~

17 Friday Oct 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling

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breath, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, dreams, faith, grace, gravel roads, kentucky, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, postmark, restless, star crossed, truth, understanding, value, wandering, wonder

a length of thread
worn golden here –
laced and stitched
and braided
as endless as the summers
gone before
were truths
already taken –
lie awake
we come again

backwards into falling
morning dreams

are hastened
by the twilight –
frosted with the dew
a fleeting kiss
where breath forgot to take
our name as taste
to autumn lips –
nights we lingered so
above the place
remembered
to our soul

caught in spells
of once I was –
and begged me not to go
beyond the break
of love
into a word I couldn’t say –
a time we passed
along and still
looking for today
a fortune green
of four leaf kind
stars betrayed our realm

crossed and back
returning
to begin

. . .

as the sparrows ~

12 Sunday Oct 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, breath, conscious consciousness, dreams, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, spirit, star crossed, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder

take of me
my sacred breath
cleave from me
your song
dare the fates
to barter
with my kiss

lean into
my winter light
of longing unconfessed
sit the night
beside me
in the dark

worry not
beyond this dawn
to another only time –
where I am
as the sparrows
nestled in the pines

take of me
these stories
so they become
your own
a longer way
for coming back –
returning you
to home

wear me
into autumn
where’er the wild geese
sail

silver arrows
dusted by the clouds

. . .

tornadoday

~ …might I be found in words I leave behind

Tag Archives: star crossed

at once familiar ~

time to time ~

dreams of temporary ~

listen ~

carved by the stars ~

we were ~

and here ~

habits ~

into falling ~

as the sparrows ~