proof of home ~

09 Thursday Apr 2015

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acceptance, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, get me back, home, kentucky, seeing in the dark, sometimes, stars, truth, wandering

for every same
another was
unlike of all I’ve known
kept with me
a map of ancient roads
made of places
some have seen
few would recognize
whispered soft
the name of every star
spinning time
as ringlets
round your finger –
let me fall
into the place
where once you were
and I the proof
of home

. . .

buttons ~

05 Sunday Apr 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, connection, destiny, faith, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering, woman

was it for this
a silence surrendered
– nights
when I can’t buy a dream
mornings find me
out on the porch
rocking alone –
eyes facing north
fussing with buttons
and cursing
sometimes –
to wonder
(and how I must do that
a lot)
haunted by traces
places untouched
fingers burnt
by beginning

. . .

listen ~

29 Sunday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Rambling

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becoming, conscious consciousness, death, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, grief, healing, knowledge, life, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, restless, sorrow, star crossed, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

on this sweltering dawn
I stand barefoot on a narrow step
looking out through eyes
blurred by emotion
seeking an unknown part of my past
a place I must have known
would find me here
with no one yet to answer
but for me
the purple buds are tempted
another week to stay

sorrow comes easily
as in the counting still –
of friends he seems
more willing than the rest
to listen as my heart concedes
I knew not when to break
or what of verses now
would yesterday
forsake

silent
raindrops
will comfort me now
a hundred times – of listening
volumes unconfessed
across a missing
separated –
mourning
words of love

how long this day
in coming
was there time before this loss
I can finally begin to recite
in an almost whisper
ten thousand volumes
of verse I never shared
and let my heart beat steadily
the celestial rhythms
of mourning
and show you the depths –

sentiment
hidden for the lifetime
that has separated us

. . .

recalled to me ~

26 Thursday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, fearless, forgiveness, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, poetry, reason, seeing in the dark, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, woman

the wind
yet remembers
the weight of my willing
another I was
but a girl – only ten
crickets and
tadpoles
blackberry winters
barefoot as
lifetimes
recalled to me then

spirits
carry me
home by the river
out past the waiting
once promised
for us
a truth
undecided
as roads without name
an echo of someone
I used to be –
loved

. . .

pull ~

25 Wednesday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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bliss, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, grace, gravel roads, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, spirit, truth, wandering

a swirling retreat
of maple and elm –
raven
rooster
and dove
a soft downy promise
is swept to my heart
a whisper
of somewhere
just beyond flight
where I
am you watching
the sweet pull
of leaves
spun into wind
by my love
for you there

. . .

the shores of just now ~

09 Monday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, old maps, passion, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

twilight
and what has
this moment forsaken
a far distant
morning
as written to lace
with whispers
of where we might be
come forever
– out past the edge
of beginning
retraced

a heaven
relenting –
from shores of just now
ages
and when will I know
I am found
in the taste
of your telling –
the sweat of the night
reaching
beseeching us
one into light

. . .

separate dreams ~

03 Tuesday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, reason, spirit, strength, understanding, wandering, wisdom

worry not
for yesterdays
we passed without a word
or nights
beyond the reach
of separate dreams
roads
where none
have journeyed
backward into this
to find anew
the reason
we remain

. . .

loves me ~

02 Monday Mar 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, fearless, grace, home, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, sometimes, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering

echoes
of once a voice
I cherished –
proof that he was
more than words
to a page
ink
where my wishes
dried into others
nights where I fit
a pillow to lay
dreams
of beginning –
a poem relearned –
softly to falling
as whisper
to light

. . .

when you came for me ~

09 Monday Feb 2015

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, spirit, strength, truth, wandering, wonder

where was I
when shadows crossed
into the darkest night
whispers held
of one more faraway
a name that knew
no sweeter tongue
than memories to taste

eyes denied
the light of
one more
day

where was I
when you came for me
a snowflake on a breath
of spring
a paler blue
of robin’s egg
held the blossom near
a bud beneath
the sun drenched sky
a wish against
the wing

. . .