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north ~

06 Friday Jul 2012

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beyond the place you tary
in the ribbons worn by pain –
and the scars I love
I kiss them in my dreams
you come to me
and I to you –
in perfect imperfection
to touch the words we’ve given
jasper wings
to know of north
you surely are –
home within my longing
as sparrows rush the night
and sense the way
the same as these
were given you –
hands to trace you backward
winds to sail
and I your name to hear
dream of me in fields of clover
call for me that way
and I shall walk on oceans
to your door
to lay against the crooked boards
that rise to give you reason
touched against the places
of your love

cleave my heart ~

05 Thursday Jul 2012

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had I strength
for understanding
what was meant of what was said –
had I courage (more demanding)
might I shed a tear instead
might I shatter
in submission –
plead my case to kinder ears
give of all (I have not answer)
what of truth has brought me here

the deepest night
deceives the shadows –
stardust falling from my hair
who was I (how could you know me)
a place of light
unnoticed there
dare I speak of breath so holy
let me not my faith deceive –
come the answers to the questions –
for moments still
as I believe

tis who I am –
the dreamer seeking
proof of love – the power to save
a gentle hand
(as I remember) –
beg me not to turn away
from that bright flame
within the sorrows –
taking more than I can give
blossoms once forgot (a garden)
grows beyond the will
to live

lay me down
without confession –
drive the nails where none can see
bite the tongue
if e’er shall utter –
there my name so tenderly
take the blood – take the telling
I shall not move
from this sweet gale
give me faith to overflowing
for one I knew
(I knew so well)

had I sense
to stay this mercy –
to raise my flag – at last
resigned
to cleave my heart
from all that matters –
and pledge my pen to hapless rhyme
verses meant to stay the ages
stretched between –
before and now
love endures (within my being)
as nothing less
would grace allow

They say ~

05 Thursday Jul 2012

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Who am I
they say (I am)
Whose name am I to wear
when given faith
to love again –
what truth shall I declare.

What hope (resolved)
shall find in me –
the place where love began –
and bring another
heartbeat
to song beneath my skin.

Immortal life
(as love endeared) –
let not for sorrows grieve
the place I am becoming –
beyond the truth
believed.

Who am I
they say (I am)
would welcome this
(my fate).
From realms unknown
I shall return –
as dreams to lie awake.

To place the sun
(was once my light)
and touch
my bliss to know –
of worlds of love
(at rest) between
the shadow and the soul

still ~

04 Wednesday Jul 2012

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take of these
my open hands –
arms that held you close
save for life
remembered now –
and love beyond the soul
give me not to contradict
of choices to remain
as sun upon the mountain melts
to rainbows on the plain

as promise made
that I would love –
holds still within my breath
shall find another way to be –
beyond the course of death
betrayed the scourge of innocence
sleep I dare not choose
awake with me
eternally –
as love we shall not lose

there the rarest flower blooms –
from loving thoughts
have burst
blossoms wreath immortal skies
and tary not for thirst
as grace provides for each the same
fulfills their only need –
essence of the love we were
when planted first
the seed

verses ~

04 Wednesday Jul 2012

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bend me not
with promises
broken by the gate
or pierce my heart
with sonnets –
soundless beak against my bane
answer me with lullabies
and verses still to be
count the days
til coming back
finds no room to leave
linger as a poem
just before the night begins
else I be sworn to longing
and words
to write again

something less ~

03 Tuesday Jul 2012

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pardon this
the ill affair
of marigold to mayfly
trumpets folded softly
to the burning of the day

stay the night
that I might tell
of others long since missing
praises once we sang
now silently oppressed

touch – o please I beg you
touch me with your waking
spin for me a web
of words I never heard

have I no more
to give you
wisdom not to worry
dare we speak of living
as a cup of something less

and sit with jam
as curses fell
denouncing all that was
pretending not
the best we couldn’t see

blue the fingers
morning paper
folded on your knee
anxious eyes to reach
beyond the door

as one unto another
beg me stay
to turn the page
gather now the reasons
for the letting go this way

as flesh to fire
as words to wing –
dam the bloody river
and tell them all
I watched for you always

years before the locust swarm
nights betrayed the fourth
taking back my innocence
holding back the storm

slept before the news was come
of dying on the pasture
wore your name in two
against my skin

now the day is trading
all I meant to tell you then
of centipedes and winters
not as long

of blooms along the eastern ridge
deep the weeds to marry
babies pushed from branches
paint the lonely night

stay if for a moment
heed the waning of your soul
shifted as the moon became
a story I shall tell

twinkle twinkle ~

03 Tuesday Jul 2012

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words were spinning
’round in darkness
faith unbound
no way defined –
was for me as fate predicted
stars made good
the wish for time

wishing wells
of everafter
sank beneath the dipper’s rim
curled into a piece of heaven
was there we fell
in love again

fell to earth
no eyes on looking
passed to breath unrecognized
midnight hues of silent wonder
sparkle still
on southern skies

what mortal wish
could we imagine –
made its way across the night
became of longing
will unspoken –

came as love
the soul’s delight

Moments ~

03 Tuesday Jul 2012

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For this moment
of moments –
eternity waited
giving us room just to be.
Circles now spreading
our fate to discover –
but always we sit
with sweet memory

of the days just before
in places we wandered –
in joys that we shared
(none can take those away).
Tis the way we were guided
by stars barely crossing –
as years will remember
a smile
not the day

or the season, the tears
(so demanding).
Just a face bound to grace
we might never deserve –
(but we do)
and we will
for we love without wanting
more than this
that we keep
in the stores of our heart.

Can’t be lost on the way
to the one
we become –
or replaced by some other
(we don’t understand).

Love remains
in the truths
we leave in our passing –
years from now
just a word

– just a smile.

Author’s Note: Written for a friend who struggles to understand
an unfamiliar path, and hurting words from those she thought
she knew best. Ultimately, we choose what we keep. The rest – we set free.

as you know me ~

02 Monday Jul 2012

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in the orange
of the lilies –
do you find me growing there
wrapped in vine
the shade of april moss

whenever night is come
into the shadows where you lay
do you dream that I’m the sun
and take me in

in the lullabye
that carries you
before your eyes awake
do you wonder to the me
that rests beside

or linger by
an empty field
so sure you saw me there
walking tween the rows
of bergamot

do you worry of the notes I left
fragile leaves of time
or nailed against a bridge
you burned before –
do you see the signs
(do you know the way)
I came to find you waiting –
as the final wash of tides
into the bay

do you hear my voice
in private –
some faint amen I spoke
hastened by a prayer to recollect
the rest we knew
the last to prove
there would be no other ‘other’
no fall me down
to pick me up
again

do echoes sit the places
where we gathered by the noon –
will life return
before the wind’s caress –
what of us is left to be
when everything is gone
will then the orange
bloom within
your vest

or cling to that which
beats within –
tho covered now by scars
whene’er you see the dove
without a song
will you know me
(as you know me)
in the way the briars sting

to close the night
before the sun gets in

unfinished ~

02 Monday Jul 2012

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fireflies at twilight
hands on the bible
a smile passed for trust
in between
no need to spend time
on the past unimportant
as the color of paper
neath words left unsaid

thirty years gone
since the season for leaving
fifteen more
than my mother was then
but the eyes of the soul
keep pictures much longer
a tear brushed away
not in time

and truth sealed tight
how many I’ve wondered
poison the sound of my name
falls to the reason
for waiting much longer
than the need to be known
by the curve of her arms

a baby once more
the future unfinished –
grace for another
of gifts passed between

Author’s Note: The relationship of mother to daughter is a cloth
weaved of many threads – love, faith, sorrow and forgiveness.
Because we are the same, we think we know things the same. The
reality is that we are as different as woman to man, wasp to
a firefly, a kiss to a curse.