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same as I ~

07 Saturday Jul 2012

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in the canyon of my soul
you are echoes born of love
and secret told
for centuries anew –
as love remains a reason
for believing life is more
than sighs resolved
to catch the universe
there I know
and there are you –
the same as I within
a mystery repeating us
the place becoming now –
a road without an end
is just beginning
lilacs sing of magic
in the pines

beyond the dream ~

23 Saturday Jun 2012

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left to leaving
sunrise waited
just beyond the morning glare
all twas slept –
an empty vessel
nothing more than pages there

to change the rest
but somewhere dawning
burns so bright
the eyes are one
with souls entwined in everafter
love beyond the dream
become

sworn an end
to mortal battles
lest I press beyond the night
denied this place of empty longing
let me go –
the way of light

truth be damned
for what is offered –
holds no lure for those who know
distant worlds
and loving moments
keep alive each willing soul

as water streamed
from mountains hidden
deep within the breast of earth
fountains gush
with each ascension –
pains erased by sacred birth

a baby cries
a forest ruptures
bells to ring though few can hear
loving songs within the whispers
winds to bring the broken
cheer

a step beyond
the edge of dreaming –
how many times I’ve wished to stay
in houses I’d forgotten somehow
love I held another day

keeps me now –
each night much longer
than I had planned to leave this shell
dreams no longer keep me
dreaming –
night defined by sleeping well

seek not the change
or when the moment
came that I was gone –
but know of worlds that have
no boundary –
destinies of one to own

watch for surely
once or never –
might I wake before the noon
telling tales
of golden tassels –
winter wheat and jealous moons

forever spoken ~

21 Thursday Jun 2012

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I am but a stranger,
where promise has come to live.
I have held the hand of heartache,
with the love I swore to give ~
turned the storm
against the current,
tossed the sea of raining blue ~
poured her foam into the heavens,
set the sun
to burn anew.

I am but a sailor,
from my hands, a compass wrought.
A lantern to the stillness,
quiet calm by living bought.
I shall carry you to healing,
by the touch of endless grace ~
bring you flowers from the mountain,
yet to fill your sorrow’s place.

I am but a soldier,
born to fight your bitter ills,
come to find
your beauty hidden
far beyond the rolling hills.
I shall be your sole redemption,
words alone could never say.
I am love forever spoken ~
a lowly prayer
within your pain.

I am but a moment
in all the times you’ve known,
one reason for your seeking –
that which knows the way to home.
When no other will remember,
I alone will speak your name.
When destiny is written,
love shall find the way
we came.

the reach of rain ~

18 Monday Jun 2012

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if only this
I knew would be –
and tonight my last
to breathe
would dare I lie awake
and think of you

unfearful of tomorrow
of moments never come –
might love return
to find me gone (away)
as petals past the reach
of rain –
junebugs in July
snowflakes where the April sun
is laid

beyond this mortal season
a brighter morning waits
of all I know –
this only
shall I keep
love shall be my solace –
if e’er the twilight fade

forgotten now the nights
I gave to sleep

threads ~

05 Tuesday Jun 2012

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remembered now
as time when time was lost
voices boomed from somewhere
I don’t know
plans were changed and schedules made
for consequence uncertain
I’d meant to stand
and watch your essence fade
but instead – it was the universe
willed another way –
and knew it then
was more than I could do
moments staring blankly
at the movement made by hands
tides were turning (backwards)
to the moon
eternal tears – immortal place
dreams of letting go
and wished I (more than once)
for one more life
for holding near (holding on)
pages to the wind
words (a bittersweet)
upon my tongue
unexpected destinies
changed by more than birth
forever penned a moment
to my soul

gonna ~

10 Thursday May 2012

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gonna leave this place
in pieces –
like some other dream
(I dreamed)
gonna turn around –
tho who will notice me
gonna shake it off
(and not look back)
on where I was that day
gonna drive all night
to nowhere (I can say) –
til the road turns dirt
and empties (every care) onto the breeze
gonna change my name
and pen another verse
gonna leave a sign –
that only you
can see

a way of coming home ~

01 Tuesday May 2012

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Stranger times
have come around
longing fills my soul –
and a flame
where moths encircle
claims my heart

Secrets sworn to January
breathe the frigid air
reminders of a faraway –
love I waited for

Quiet has no sense of wrong
kneelers at the cross
as late I’ve come
to wonder where you are –
the rush of waves
of falling stones –
feathers paint the rafter
a raven took my name
just yesterday

Timber clings to canyons
where another steeple built –
and long days
on the road
are almost gone –

Music strums the radio
reminders of the heat –
windows down and all night long
to sing

Sometimes
the echoes crush me
with their way of coming home
like pieces of the plans
we took along –

Heaven
keeps a piano tuned –
a fiddle by the bed
stars to pry –

yet somewhere now
they dance

purple roads ~

24 Tuesday Apr 2012

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you choose the road
I’m driving
sit there for a while
and close your eyes
o honey
wait until we get there
long before the sun comes up
still warm enough
through the night
I’ll watch the headlights
casting lacey spells
upon your sleeping face
hid in shadows (I believe)
was wonder made

forget the map
it never made for sense
whenever choice was come
direction always seems to know
the universe deciding
(purple roads)
turn around or stop
to watch us spinning
long deserted strands
white lines fading
into no one knows
(which way to where we’re going)
forever held within
as far as we can reach
before the dream
wakes up

it’ll be your turn
to drive

before the first ~

20 Friday Apr 2012

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was a time
when you were waiting
before the first sunrise
when all around
was fate –
you called me then

and far away
awaiting you
the same as night waits day
as stars –
might we remember
what it was to shine
awaiting just one wish
to set us free

with trust that something more
would surely be

I knew you then
you didn’t know
tho now it seems so easy
when given to this realm
of destinies
were other times
and other ways –
traces of our passing
have worn away
as circles to the wood

as light became
of tears resolved
to meet up with another
awaiting now to start –
the circle ends

come to me
as I am come to you
before the sun –
with memory of the first
you waited me

restless ~

13 Friday Apr 2012

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here you are
the same
tho something more
(than then)
grown restless
where the truth was (hid)
some green
was growing purple when
the road was new
a ribbon
spooled into the black

we dreamed in shifts
all we had
rolled upon our back
we’d find the rest
with plans to
change the world (someday)
would give them more
than they imagined
(more than we could say)

we traced the webs
between the stars
counted stones and steps
fourteen hundred thirty two
before the sun was dry
most nights
was not another there
silent but for tears
(the crickets cried)
 
for days we walked
forgotten
by the need to speak –
language came undone
in circles
(never missed)

your boots were old
before we ever started
(did we choose)
but fit you like the grey
beneath your brow

a crooked smile
broke my compass
(every time)
would take your hand
and wade into
unknowing
rivers cold as blue
washed my name away

time was nothing (more)
than one direction
how far to the nearest
feather bed –
a postcard held the world
in little pieces
the rest could see
(not enough to understand)
more we wouldn’t give

the universe
was waiting us
though sworn to never tell
lies beneath a postmark
four days old