04 Thursday Aug 2022
we poured blues
in shades of black –
thunder raining down
broken chords
ancient words
married to my soul
famously
a rebel
could sit the night with red
held against a dreamer
lines to fit
just so
a poet slept
and there i fell
lost within the rhyme
made of then
much better –
than ever I could say
strings stretched tight
across my bow
breath beneath the pine
as fingers found
a memory
to play
. . .
03 Wednesday Aug 2022
where was i
remembered –
as dew along the path
mosses where only briar grew
a slave to my intention
guarding passion
like a salve
was only me –
before the time of you
remembered us
the best of us
rust
as solace shared
let me be
hold me near
to places you are broken
the scar i gave
i didn’t mean
was anguish letting go
where rocks have grown
to fill the path
we know
another day
remembered me
for every promise made
glimmers of forever
signs before you came
let me be
honor me
with places you adore
a dream you shared
one summer night –
stilled my heart
for more
your touch
a trace of madness
stories sure to tell
empty skies
purple ribbon mornings
stars we plucked from rivers
as they fell
beyond our sight
was there i found you
waiting
carving shadows
into light
. . .
02 Tuesday Aug 2022
Posted in Poetry
of places
I’ve forgotten
the fragile ache of growth
summer tucked inside
my winter shirt
the way snowflakes glimmer
atop the tender bud
warmth that comes
to steal my breath
away
. . .
she leans
against the memory
was once her favored spring
a dress she wore
to rouse him –
from his sleep
beneath
the snow
. . .
28 Thursday Jul 2022
Tags
breath, life, love, questions, seasons, sometimes, soul memory, star crossed, time, treasure
of nothing
not much do I have
tho i beg you
to take what you will
go without speaking
let me a kiss
the warmth of your name
still burning
my lips
of boxes
and winters
ten thousand years
i made of my life
one sweet yesterday –
coffee left stains
on the floor
where I knelt
burning my secrets
away
echoes
are scattered
high on a shelf
where once I kept photos
pieces of us
stored without thought
to where we might be –
or how far the stars
still to fall
. . .
21 Thursday Jul 2022
sometimes –
I love the word
tho it alludes me –
sometimes i feel
sometimes i love
sometimes
is ne’er enough
to imagine life sufficient
to take it all apart
where ribbons cut across
my tender heart
forever is more telling
tho rarely sounds the same
when rolling off my tongue –
a brittle lie
forever waits
beyond the ache
eternity implies
where still i yearn
for sometimes –
a breath between
goodbyes
. . .
20 Wednesday Jul 2022
Tags
days between, endearing, gifts, life, longing, love, remembrance, time
sunrise burns
beyond the steeple spire
melting every doubt
I’ve held between
the moment
you were taken back
breath you stole away
e’en now my hands
deny the warmth
you gifted me
that day
words no longer
flatter
poison for my tongue
yet still I taste
your name upon my lips
a prayer
I’ve not forsaken
a sigh
repeated sweet
pressed within the memory
of evermore
a kiss
do you remember
how the curtains fell
to let the starlight in
. . .
15 Friday Jul 2022
Posted in Poetry
Tags
disappointment, grief, letting go, loss, love, memory, stars, time, truth
screen doors bang
disappointment –
as hearts rediscover the void
hands disconnect
as words tumble down –
like rain from
bucket
tears from a sieve
who I am now
to understand this
how you came to remember
all the reasons
to leave
. . .
14 Thursday Jul 2022
my head has no say
in these things that I keep
the touch I allow
when the night
falls to sleep
when night birds are restless
I feel with my heart
every sigh
for repeating –
tis a place
where we start
at the eve of forever
where again
we are new
my head has no say
when reaching
for you
my heart still remembers
what my head
can’t recall –
how we loved
past the season
once was ours
once was all
. . .
13 Wednesday Jul 2022
stay
as once you promised
when the snow was deeply come
another time when ash
was falling down –
when the wheat was dry
one summer
afternoon
mid July
swarms of honeybees
beyond the barn
stay
let me love you
for this eternity
were these words
the price for hearing
silently
I will listen
til memories
have taken all I am
and filled my empty heart
with destiny
. . .
12 Tuesday Jul 2022
all i want
of heaven
is the memory
of spring –
nights somewhere
we lay amid the stars
tracing lives
giving name
wherever flame
was found –
whispering our secrets
every promise
breathed
aloud
all i want
of evermore –
is a place to rest
my pen
fields of ancient flowers
fireflies
a story undecided
words no one has heard
moments we surrendered –
floating
far beyond
the night
. . .
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