heaven here ~

03 Sunday Nov 2013

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of heaven here
(a paradise)
of truth
denied our say –
warmed by every
coming home –
(numbering
our days)

held aside
from all we knew –
would find (our love)
the same
as light before
the light was new
(to wonder why)
we came

shame
the locks
for breaking
before the sun we rose
with questions
not for taking back –
in living (now
we know)

. . .

loosened by the grey ~

29 Tuesday Oct 2013

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for every life
another spent
– lessons
feathered soft
ancient buttons
loosened by the grey

to where
the just beginning
goes –
to start
without a name
from destinies –
a better plan
is made

for where
somewhere
we’ll find again
the window
through the wood
a lantern
glowing golden
welcome home

mysteries we squandered
by the journey
take us back –
a lifetime more
than e’er I’d pass
alone

ribbons lost
their way into
the oldest sycamore
– longing held
with seasons more
to write

of burdens left
upon the lawn
where’er the dream is gone
– dew is falling
shadows
on the night

. . .

reminders of kentucky ~

29 Tuesday Oct 2013

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might I wonder
even now –
to the ways
I might have been
tho far away
the evidence
of truth

reminders of kentucky
– red
above the pines
hurry me these lessons
to believe

you’d come again
to love me when
I wonder –
now I know
of words so few
remain as warm
my heart

where miles
and someone
understood –
ways beyond our way
across the creek
into an empty sky

leave
and I shall follow
in essence
known as thought
sense
to know –
the ways you’d find
me still

. . .

of soul ~

28 Monday Oct 2013

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dreams melt easy
into places of home
a box in the attic
of truths
holding still
as little green stamps
held to a page
would buy us the heavens
– a treasure of will

feathering
shadows to dance
up above
the ceiling takes life
of her own
ushering thought
into meaning returned
wrapped in a blanket
of old

strange
our repentance
our surrender to more
than a dollar made do
with the coming
to whole
to see without seeing
to know
all we keep
where value is kept
in the attic
of soul

. . .

sleeping with angels ~

24 Thursday Oct 2013

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forget
of then
remembered when
we might have known some other
ways to go
the long way
leading here
distances becoming
the memory of more
trace to trees
dirty feet
and graces
holding near

the weary one
I’ve known a few
and more
I could not name
are sleeping
with the angels
yet tonight
safe beyond the reach
of words –
wooly warms
and warriors
listen now their prayer
for fearless flight

ages past
as nowhere else
they know
of ways I’ve come
and how the ache
has kept a page
within
salted by my sorrows
lifted high
my bliss
remembered me
of all I willed
begin

. . .

winter stilled ~

24 Thursday Oct 2013

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daybreak makes
for tangled verse
last night’s
let’s remember
the lay of light
against the night
– a slow and sweet
surrender

as breath
into the winter stilled
poems press another
of long ago –
we willed a place
in time
letters wrapped in ribbon
hide beneath the bed
– verses sweat
to martyr every line

from all that was
to garner this
– sorrows held apart
someone wrote
their name into the fold
the memory
of breaking
fences
fears
and heart
silent hallelujahs fill
the soul

. . .

lipstick coffee cup ~

23 Wednesday Oct 2013

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calm me down
with whispers –
stories of the road
times you called my name
I heard you clear
above the dreams
of might have been
and where you’ll rest
tonight –
as I with plans
one day
to hold you near

silence stales
the cigarette
lipstick coffee cup
clean the break
of one more living shared
long before the sunset
knew to save
her paints –
your fingerprints
were glowing everywhere

dream the stars
from going
with questioning just so
a universe
where love is felt
the same
as sleep along the highway
counting back the miles
– stirred awake
by whispers
of your name

. . .

in sweet ~

12 Saturday Oct 2013

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she spins
in sleeves
of flannel
worried not for word
counts the stars
by name
(gives them
hers)

cursing not
the seeker
nor winds
to take him far
beyond the light
(still
within her arms)

♥♥

in sweet
she pulls
at shadows
and wanders then
to dream
of wishes made
(and where
their burning rests)

in choice
denied the choosing
fortunes yet
untold
for love beyond
her knowing
(gratefulness)

♥♥

unforgotten ~

09 Wednesday Oct 2013

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dreams
here becoming
of moments allowed –
from times
unforgotten –
the ways we are now

as a drink
from your waters –
as an ache
to your touch
your kiss lingers lightly
– as a haunting
of love

where I was
now I’ve come
with all that I own
confessing
to shadows –
a long ways from home

in the places
you wander –
do you see me sometimes
in the movement
of venus –
where heavens
align

. . .

a time to keep ~

07 Monday Oct 2013

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I’ve heard
them tell
of summer storms
beyond the reach
of winters –
of places where the spring
has gone to stay
wrapped around
a bitter bark –
falling into sorrow
a time to keep
of lifetimes
yesterday

held us here
with promise –
with want for one last time
a life reserved
if ever fate allowed
given will to gather
lest we choose
another way –
beholding not to
consequence
somehow

changing
as were seasons
passing us to years –
golden crowns
with ribbons furling grey
wherein our faith
is measured –
a truth
we carry still
of times we lived
for this –
another day

. . .