fire ~

the winter curse
has almost gone –
as lilies bend around
how soft
their tender petals
brush my toes
lies I spent a lifetime
with want for reasons why
but now the spring
a garden brings –
in color
blooms the snow

. . .

suffered by the rain ~

23 Thursday Jul 2020

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abundance, blessings, grace, life, love, rain, reflection, sometimes, soul memory, understanding

sundayme

sometimes sweet
oft times bitter –
the taste of yesterdays
but true to love
the worth of either
has filled my troubled heart
with grace

there are no lines
nor rivers swiftly
suffered by the rain
no griefs have I without confessing
everything to gain

let me live
or let me gather
all tis mine or thought for once –
let me pass beyond this slumber
but leave to memory
the whole of us

. . .

every time ~

01 Wednesday Jul 2020

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another time, faith, letting go, life, love, memory, time, trust, truth, understanding

gulf tides 2019

for every time
you left me
beneath a cobalt sky –
was another
when you taught me
how to fly

for every hurt
I carry –
a memory of trust
another place
awaited –
just for us

for every chance
worth taking –
were nights I grieved alone
– yet love is all
I really need
to know

for every sigh
another fell –
moonlight to my skin
for every time
I found you here –
I let you go
again

. . .

not yet done ~

23 Tuesday Jun 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality

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beginning, life, light, love, remembered home, surrender, the way, time, trust, understanding

breath

tis all I have –
a damaged heart
this story of beginning
a map I drew
one Sunday afternoon
tis only this
sweet recompense
for all you have
to bring
as comfort to a
journey not yet done
but on our way –
let me be
the truth
of which you sing

. . .

the story of your love ~

30 Saturday May 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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comfort, do you remember, home, life, love, solace, songs, time, truth, understanding, wisdom, words

catcher

seems I found
my way –
I been searching
o so long
never knew
it was this easy
as the words
from some sweet song

to listen
as my heart resounds
with echoes
from above –
whispers
please remember me
to the story
of your love

. . .

for a season ~

12 Tuesday May 2020

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living, love, memory, miracles, nature, seasons, soul, spirit, time, truth, understanding

nearenoughtohome

in this moment
I remember
everything I came to know
the way the rivers
gather to the sea –
the measure of a rainbow
bending soft against
the sand –
a miracle
still happening
to me

I remember
every kiss –
every touch was ever mine
the echo of my name
within the dark
a rush of swallows sailing –
blind within their faith
breathing out the song
that is
my heart

I remember how it was
that first bloom within the snow
searching for a reason –
for a season
not to go

living scattered sweetly
across ten thousand years
I remember
every lifetime –
I would wait
to find you here

. . .