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learned again ~

27 Friday Jul 2012

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of that we knew
we’ve learned again
as difference made whole
passing as a thought
we strained to hear

as breath
against the branches
whispers test the breeze –
ashes float a torch
above the way

magic pools
reflection
of a long ago sunrise
testament of dreamer ~
to a king

honeybee and hornet
stretch to raise their canopy
of majesty made over
for the one who came to know
the world as one
surrendered to his sighs ~

innocence decided
by watchers on the wing
rakes the night
in search of words unsaid

answers written over
in the rush
to keep it all
another waits in silence ~
to question why we came

this time around ~

26 Thursday Jul 2012

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beyond these sparse
concessions –
hope concedes at last
the dream decided long ago –
is pardoned to the past

as every vow repeated
let me choose again for thee –
to know of love’s arrival
in the future made for me

tho hesitated as was meant
another rise to burn
a hand to hold against my heart
as sacred truths return

to learn of me
the ways I knew
as love (my will) to know
where I would be this time around –
returning love I owe

so it is ~

25 Wednesday Jul 2012

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there’s a softness
to surrender ~
a strangeness to goodbye
our cup of sand is gone
before we know

before was come
the call to go ~
we bend beneath our tears
counting nights by in-betweens ~
moments unto years

and so it is ~
unknown before
(so clearly now) we see
the ways we came revealing
our will ~
our destiny

adrift on time
denied of space ~
as one (reserved) for this
the universe remembers well
each memory of bliss

fear will surely rob
the soul
of reasons to begin ~
as bittersweet
the first goodbye
when salted by our sin

Author’s Note: Inspired (in part) by the quote ~
“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time.
My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”

why (again) ~

24 Tuesday Jul 2012

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of that which I am all
(you see)
meant somewhere to meet
across a crowded heaven –
wings above the lake
as come together (who are we)
might choose to look away
where once you were
I’ve noticed –
life goes on

no more than time
or consequence –
the proof of ones let go
ashes rain
and wrongs were washed away
dreaming as you left me
tell them all
I knew you when –
before the coldest winter
returned a spring
of snow

to bloom beyond
rememberance
did you know (I knew)
your name
and sometimes still at night
my laughter rings –
through the mountains
held between –
lifetimes passed into
of that which I am (all)
you see –
to know not why
again

same as mine ~

23 Monday Jul 2012

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beyond the grace
of evening come –
and feather beds
to rest beneath the bone
lessons become layers
of our coming back to find
was all that we had wanted
what was yours –
the same as mine

as cool the sweetest
morning breeze –
into the place we know –
and there but for a moment
silence speaks
of paths resolved the distance
a promise once we made
to come the night
remembering
our home

Author’s Note: For those I hold close ~ who (this week)
have from this  tired winter have flown ~ eternal is the spring they love.
Jerry, Andrew, Troy, and Marc

as we are ~

21 Saturday Jul 2012

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buy me a ring
to wear through the winter
when nights lean to cold –
some solace to be
would trade every vow
for an old woolen blanket
and a story you told
only me

build me a house
at the edge of the river –
a place where the muscadine grows
wild as the weeds twisted about us –
nightbirds and wishes
returning to home

read me the poem
you wrote me that summer
when first came to seek
a lesson in rhyme
tease me with comforts
I might have resisted
had verses been all
you gave
of your time

share me the night
of hunters and halos –
guard me a place
untouched by the stars
remind me to breathe
without thought to surrender
of where we are going –
the same as we are

carve me a song
from maple and cypress –
chisel each note to my skin
rock me away
on the tide of a whisper
and dream me
to heaven (to heaven)
again

worn apart ~

19 Thursday Jul 2012

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when the day is drifted
further than I thought I could
be caught –
and I swear I hear forever
come the door –
some wolf disguised as miracle
but I won’t let him in –
even though but for a while
I thought I might

step beyond the comfort
of the way I’ve learned to be
and languish for a lifetime
in your arms –
but knowing still
the howling was not your ache
at all –
though somewhere else
your longing answers me

to know of this
another time –
another place we’re known
as gods to lean against familiar skies
to sit within a feeling
telling stories of the end –
and who was there to catch us –
let me catch you now again

before the strike
when moonlight flashes
memory on the pines
I’ll listen for the sigh
would bring you here –
but for now
the coffee’s colder
and circles ring the wood
morning’s bound to wake
before I dream

habits worn apart –
are fit together somewhere
I wait the night
and strain to hear my name

Just Past the Creek ~

17 Tuesday Jul 2012

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beyond the creek
where once we played –
the roses ever bloom
in shades of love we carried
the sweetest of perfumes

as destinies
we came to see –
the lives we touch always
in truth beyond our stretch of years
and days beyond our days

shall keep in each a memory
of presence you know best
within these halls of slumber
another dream to rest

though offered here –
a whisper
of your spirit to the wind
another day
we’ll find our way –
to be with you
again

In memorium
Jerry Ray 07/16/2012

coming home ~

17 Tuesday Jul 2012

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beyond this careful tending
to the grace
would keep us whole
another life awakes to strains
assurances bestowed

was more than this
we lived for –
more than this to find
answers fall to questions
never asked
love the only trace
we leave behind

as proof we were
apart from all
the sorrows we endured
fulfilled in moments come for us
our purpose to ensure

for who will come
some other day
and look for us the same
in that which lives
beyond our lives –
to join love’s sweet refrain

in the grandest of cathedrals
the silence of the tomb
in forests
where forever nests
beyond the reach of ruin

no different
for ages passed –
or tongues
the heart to still
one grace shall be remembered
as destiny fulfilled

when coming home
across the tides
ten thousand leagues to stand
on shores we knew
awaited us –
a time to understand

of wisdom now returning
the answer –
why we came
as love in one becoming
a truth we know
by name

songs were meant for you ~

17 Tuesday Jul 2012

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as I have been
I am no less –
repeating truths aloud
something secret
captured by the wind

the same as stories –
chapters fell
as red and yellow turning
maple keeps them best
but willow wants

witness as was I
to songs were meant for you
when last I was
before we came to be

remembered
every holding on
before this hour forgiven
light reflecting
comfort through the trees

and you were there
for in that place
I found another reason
it mattered not
these mysteries to tend

was all the time
with want for none
but to find you (as you found me)

talking down the leaves –
secrets to the wind