places ~

23 Tuesday Apr 2013

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of places
I’ve made over –
some return in dreams –
still within
this anguished heart reside
flush against the starting
caught in letting go
grieve me not the sin
to e’er forget

. . .

so still ~

21 Sunday Apr 2013

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as reached across
I sometimes do –
eyes are opened wide
with memory
of once before –
so still

the ways I claim
into the vast
remembrance of knowing
lips are sealed
tho silence sounds
the same

. . .

here ~

21 Sunday Apr 2013

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as one became
with longing –
and leaned into the light
was come before the dawn
to know me here
wrapped in quilts
of yestermore –
dreaming somewhere still
pressed against
the memory of a sigh

come to song
in silence sweet –
notes along the road
crest beneath
the sleeping blossoms there
sparkle as a moment once
reached beyond
the stars –
to gather our
reflection to the sun

here –
tho I can’t tell you why
or where the moon
is hiding –
a story yet untold
by tangled sheets
leave the realms of darkness
journey now to dream –
I’ll leave the window open
lest you stay

. . .

pewter and smoke ~

20 Saturday Apr 2013

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parse to the falling
– the taking
of dreams
‘cept for the one
I can’t understand
of winter come clean
in light
neath the pines
a shimmering moths
endeared by the snow

forgotten
the senusuous pull
of the flame
– and reason
the colors of pewter
and smoke
silken illusion
of places we loved
are folded by word
to the edges of night

parse to the falling
– the taking
of dreams

. . .

songs of the light ~

19 Friday Apr 2013

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longing returns
a patient intention
slipped past the gate
unaware of the moon
cursed as the dew
of hazardous mention –
greener the blades
were sicles
to swoon

red scarlet letters
lean toward the maker –
as folded their heat
to songs
of the light
graces made easy
as breath to the silence
where tenderness
waits our confession
of night

. . .

(one day) home ~

18 Thursday Apr 2013

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cooled to dust
the ways behind –
are written (new again)
of times before
we passed
along –
as secrets to the wind

tho never clear
(or spoke aloud) –
as words our trust forbade
crossed the heart
(that was my own) –
forevermore
to trade

for moments
(this) so precious few
eternities stood wait
as gardens wilted
(one more time)
the bloom
of heaven’s gate

let go for none
or sink to hide –
as tender places still
remembered now
the ways of love –
were destiny (fulfilled)

as ashes melt
an even tide –
or dodge the churning reef
where clings
to sands immortal –
our fainting disbelief

were souls
to find redemption –
a path
already known
life (beyond the one we live)
shall bear us
(one day) home

. . .

ways uncertain ~

16 Tuesday Apr 2013

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did we know
of ways uncertain –
as paths we cleared
between
of rivers wide
and trees against the sky
dew had fallen
somewhere –
into the baby grass
promise made of whispers
morning lies

. . .

unpracticed ~

15 Monday Apr 2013

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sometimes
and then you notice
the first of april stir –
reminders of another
once we were
as close this one
as far
too wide –
the ways between
unpracticed
as another petal drifted
another seed
to sow

when whispers fell
(I love you)
I wondered
did you hear –
above the silent roar
of cricket’s cry
were needles busy stitching
pieces never left
– made for us
a blanket
of the snow

questions spin
the early night –
where reason
falls apart
memories are faded
into light
lilacs brush the shutters
breezes blow us back
love remains
within the sounds –
carried by the soul

. . .

stirring (still) ~

15 Monday Apr 2013

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beyond the blue remiss
of shadows
beyond the crow –
a burning red
asphalt ribbons
split and sprawling
warn the soul
of hurts ahead

last night’s curse
the morning lover
left with not a thought
to ease
promise made
of everafter –
want for life
but one to please

parchment petals
lacey fingers
brush aside the anxious veil
gracious grieving –
mixed emotion
lies we taste –
but never tell

flush to fear
against the strangeness
bitter sweat
of let’s pretend
hands to reach
and there forever –
longing falls to love
again

. . .

breath before the breaking ~

14 Sunday Apr 2013

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of old regrets
the tired tell –
and spin their stories over
whittled now the cedar
to the bone
liars lean
into the night –
seeking home in shadows
dreamers dream
and crush their way
to dawn

of sorrows here
the past is torn –
a breath before the breaking
assurance of the places
we begin
as first the whisper falters –
an echo shall become
crossed as stars
the night –
to burn again

. . .