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where once I lay me down ~

08 Wednesday Jun 2022

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are there lines
across your heart
where once I lay me down
a memory of warmth
against your skin
I was here
just the same
to return most every night
when red is fallen
soft along the ridge
are there pieces
still to missing –
I have wondered now
again
down the roads
ten thousand miles
afraid
were I to call
would you hear me
sweeter than before –
a crush
of velvet wings
amidst the trees

. . .

tenderness to taste ~

05 Sunday Jun 2022

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were not for this
divine resolve –
will that wanted more than I
could ever fill
while standing –
or raised on toes
the shade of mine
to offer up
my only kiss
to lips that seemed
a kinder fate
another time
a single need
for one more
tenderness to taste
eternity
may stretch beyond
a field of golden
here my soul –
were not for this
my smile was saved
some other breath
for mine
to hold

. . .

remember me this way ~

03 Friday Jun 2022

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when i have gone
and save for one remembered
a failing light
one fragile night
alignment just like this
fates resigned
roads erased
and not a map was made
would bring me back
the way
that you remember
me
this way
when evening slips
to twilight
there your laughter sleeps
cupped within the timbers
ancient evergreens
i will wait
the nightbird’s singing
until the morning dawns
when dew has fallen
quiet
to the place
where i have gone

. . .

back to this ~

29 Sunday May 2022

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i wasn’t meant
for waiting –
another sun
some other life
never raced ahead
to find the end
where I began
tis all for me
this mystery
of now
and here we are
floating on an
ancient emerald sea
touching
barely touching
your voice above the tide
fingers tangled
warmth around my own
whispers of direction
as rivers
you are come
back to this –
sweet memory
all I know
of home

. . .

like this ~

24 Tuesday May 2022

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as the last
constellation
brushed into light
planets not yet given
to name
as weeds tangled over
barbs of our past
I want you
to love me
that way

as a three quarter moon
oceans obey
souls coming back
for a kiss
as the memory of sparrows
sailing to home –
I need you
to love me
like this

like a wild
tameless river
carving canyons
to the sea
with reckless abandon –
love me

. . .

evidence ~

18 Wednesday May 2022

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lest that you
remember –
how it was
here in my arms
poetry spilled over
from the past
gleaming like a river
slicing through the pines
choose
as you were choosing
let or beg me stay
fill my cup
with everything you lack

were that
circumstance
be all I ever asked
a place to fall
kinder hurts to grieve
when every vow is spoken
will you believe me
then –
how I came for you
evidence
surviving –
as distant was the life
we chose to leave

. . .

pulse ~

03 Tuesday May 2022

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for a moment
(or a lifetime)
I forgot the way to breathe
the means to speak
I can’t recall
my name
was there before
I heard you
(whisper
me to life)
your fingers on
my pulse
forever (one more
time)
as if it were the only
my name betrayed
your voice
(echoes) of my heart
trapped
beneath your skin
breathed
(a sigh forgotten)
save for this

. . .

for you ~

01 Sunday May 2022

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was it intended
I find you
to forget everything
of loves I had thought would
be love
to forget how my dreams
were supposed to be safe –
not lost to the moment
your arms
wrapped around
I don’t know
I don’t care
why it is –
it is all
that I feel
from my oceans
my rivers
my tears
a moment I fall
without care for the end
forever returning
to the place
we begin

. . .

the way the cedars sway ~

29 Friday Apr 2022

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the deepest hurt
of all these hurts
come to make me poor
a servant to some other might have been
walked with you
a hundred miles –
i never thought to go
neglecting every
tearful sweet amen
the sweetest night
i can recall
was resting in your arms
listened as your heart
played songs
i knew
as every one
had written me
remember
can you hear
the way the drums are pounding
the way the cedars sway
listen
when i tell you
they will steal your breath
away

. . .