not the same ~

15 Saturday Dec 2012

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of tears

show to the fallen
the strength into flying –
the broken
of bliss to reclaim
the place we were going
was yesterday here
we walked through a world
not the same

assurance
the word we dare
not remember –
take not of these for thy own
blind me believing
another hereafter
is written to pages
unknown

of all
and of none –
of every we are
together no different
the way
warned of the flame
held without love –
and left unprepared
for the pulling away

bless us
forgive us
grant us compassion
for more than the grieving
connecting us all
help us in holding –
the world for our reaching
for the one who sits broken
tomorrow shall fall

. . .

as one ~

12 Wednesday Dec 2012

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sometimesIfly

fall
as the warmth
to my shoulders
rest as a balm to my pain
breathe as I breathe
go as I go
and wrap me to love
in your rain

rise as I rise
in the sweet morning glow
fill me to flush –
with your rhyme
leave me to want
some tenderness here
of all that I am –
a sinner divine

sing as I sing
in places of sorrow
calm every storm of dismay
dance as I dance
move as I move
and strain not my heart
by the giving away

still
as the dew
clings to the petals
fearless embrace by the sun
breathless as starlings
burst from the trees
fly as I fly
remembered as one

diamond ~

10 Monday Dec 2012

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resurrected

in the silent stir
of breathing –
a universe is born
baby blue and wrapped
in melodies
of lullabys and lovers
long ago we knew
the coming back
would lead us to the throne

to pages unintended
by the passing of an age
letters folded
sweetly out of sight
names and dates
across and through
division of our sorrows
scribbled to the margins
by regret

daughters
sons and keepers
waiting long the night
rivers play the songs
of welcome home
polished by direction
turning still the flow
where east meets west
evermore is gone

tales of almost tempted
and where they curse us still
visions of tomorrow
fall away –
becoming now the future
of some distant yesterday –
we willed ourselves
into the love we leave

pages turning over
leaves of crimson browned
twilight sits a diamond
on the grey –
messages delivered
of somewhere else we go –
moments stretched beyond
the reach of time

differences ~

08 Saturday Dec 2012

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proof

ten thousand nights
a dinner date –
and coffee
without creamer –
resorting now to places
I’ve become –

magnitude
of differences
fit don’t feel the same
and sometimes
names get lost beneath
my tongue

destinies
I can’t decide –
fates beyond my faith –
roads are going nowhere
let me go

strange
the lure of silence
when all I know are words –
kept beside
tho who remembers now

pages folded
back to front –
and found a time for being –
as where I am
was always come for me

looking back
across the path –
breezes to my shoulder
voices call
from just around
the bend

eden stirs ~

05 Wednesday Dec 2012

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lifetimes
since the first hello –
seasons fell to season
and I can
ne’er recall
the taste of snow

or perfume
spent on clementine
jasmine in the spring –
lullaby every cricket knows
silver thread
a fiddle weaves –
wing’eds flying blind
sail me now
the way they know
by heart

by distance
of a lowly beat
measurement of soul –
secrets lost somewhere
above the tide

morning comes
disguised by those –
forgotten it was night
but living as a moment
such as this –

the lowly time
of only times –
who shall proffer more –
than rivers flowed
we called
by other names

honeybees
and cedar trees
needles
nests
and nothing
the grace of eden
stirs within the still

guard us now
the knowing –
eternity is come
as heaven fell to earth
while it was dark

. . .

these ~

04 Tuesday Dec 2012

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stolen

of these
and no more
I would swear
my allegiance –
and let not another tear fall
would pass unafraid
to the edge of the knife
with courage to suffer
for all

restless to wander
the last one arrived
to places I already know
held as a child
whispered a lover
of somewhere I passed
a long time ago

were doubt
and regret –
of sorrows to sew
shared of a vision unseen
written to secrets
will live in my stead
and curse not
the hours between

my heart
keeps apart –
moments so dear
forever decided
as stars without shame
fell not the distance
of years into light –
or splintered by thought
into flame

. . .

while we sleep ~

03 Monday Dec 2012

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dreamer

across the ancient cool
of dawning –
light is spilled
to loving grace
reminders of a season
gathered –
and kept the night
in folds of lace

of words became
as birth to shadows –
whispers once
confined to skin
heaven knows of realms
we traveled –
holds us now
the same as then

spring to winter
summer – fall
lifetimes passing
while we sleep
e’er from dreams
the bloom remembered
daylight warmed
by love we keep

. . .

moments ~

02 Sunday Dec 2012

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stirring

sit to quiet
the morning sun –
here to cool the shade
stay without e’er a need
for words

watch across
the lazy field
as wings to breakfast
fall –
spiraling provision
to the light

rest
before the day returns
be as one with me –
the redtail hawk
and raven –
the ancient evergreen

smile
and I will feel it –
by the telling
in your hand
wrapped in mine
awaiting time to slow

mark the way
and I shall find us
waiting here this night –
sharing then
the gifts of love

beneath
a patient moon

. . .

places ~

02 Sunday Dec 2012

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in places
you remember
an unremember comes
when pushed away
from moments
sharp as glass
pieces
in places
of my coming back
remnants of the past –
are held
within each drop
of summer rain