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promises and gin ~

27 Tuesday Oct 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, Rambling, spirituality

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dreams, life, love, memories, promise, sometimes, surrender, the places I keep, time, truth, witness

another dawn
no different
than every day before –
a drink too much
whiskey chased by rain
a letter penned
and folded –
deeper than my fears
a lonely side
of pride
I’ll not complain

keys
and I’ve forgotten
what I cared for
near enough
to lock him up
with promises and gin
negligence by proxy
I can hardly rest
I dare not sleep –
I will not dream
again

by noon
my heart will wonder
what made me feel this way
these hands
will have no memory of us
no warmth where you might linger
a favorite perfume –
pressed into the places
that I love

. . .

beyond our own ~

29 Tuesday Sep 2020

Posted by tornadoday in home, Poetry, spirituality

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blessing, closer to forever than the stars, eternity, home, light, love, memory, nearer, remembering, soul, truth, witness

just beyond the branches reach
beyond the furthest light –
I remember well a reef
of diamond shards –
a single arm reaching out
into the vast unknown
cradled as we were
against the stars

waters swirled around us
sands were washed away –
oceans fell their sorrows
at our knees
poetry was written
with ne’er a thought to rhyme –
carried by the tide
into the sea

the moon was still our friend
embers before dawn –
angels wept for worlds
beyond our own
traces of eternity
still shine beyond the trees –
awaiting our remembrance
to be known

. . .

verses left undone ~

18 Tuesday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality

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blessings, closer to heaven than the stars, joy, life, love, poetry, seasons, starting now, treasure, voice, witness, words, writing

when comes the end
and I’ve no reason
for keeping time
this way –

no choice of words
I might have said
given one more day

no space allowed
no higher road –
than this already run

when comes the dawn
I’m without rhyme
– verses
left undone

what then shall I
when without voice –
tell of love I knew

what words will I
surrender –
when I remember you

. . .

where we begin ~

07 Friday Aug 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, spirituality, Uncategorized

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abundance, blessing, faith, hope, life, love, nature, reminders, spirit, time, witness

closerhome

what of this –
a sure reminder
of all that’s gone
now come again

weightless dreams
ten thousand summers
– wishes carried
on the wind

for one more day
one more season –
another time
when this one ends

daylight falls
across the meadow –
to bless the place
where we begin

. . .

destiny to steal ~

31 Friday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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jealous moon, life, love, poems, rambling, soul speak, still, stories, surrender, witness

longing

so much of me
some you don’t know
– poems I have written
on my soul
I can’t tell you
I won’t tell you
how it is
I’ve surrendered you
remembered you
another day –
again

so much
and who am I
to remind you what is real
of moments come
this destiny to steal
wait for me
at twilight
out beyond the fence
I will show you then
how I love

. . .

this way ~

10 Friday Jul 2020

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality

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allowance, cummings, ee, feeling, life, little words, love the only truth, nothing more than this, story, truth, witness

save me

is this the way
(it has to be)
lest I pretend not to know
– of love where love is said aloud
called (by name)
to home

reasons you have –
and words to make me stay

(reasons you have
for keeping me
this way)

I won’t go
(please don’t let me)
– how I hate goodbyes
lines redrawn across an angry page
(yet here am I)

I won’t beg
and you wouldn’t want me
(to crawl)

I’m too old
for making good
on promises left unsaid
– too gone
(to think I came)
to lose it all

. . .

witness ~

23 Tuesday Jun 2020

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, spirituality

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blindness, country, courage, divine, evil, faith, honor, liberty, love, riots, scripture, truth, witness

hands

I have no words
no sympathies –
for that which undermines
the heart that sings
of liberty –
of destinies divine

what purpose this
that evil rise –
so madness become right
– what faith I bear
as witness to the light

. . .

tethered to glory ~

06 Friday Jul 2018

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality, Storytelling

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guardian, hawk, lessons in everything, life, love, meditation, memory, nature, protector, solitude, story, time, travel, truth, witness

RedAs much as I might claim otherwise, I sometimes find myself ‘drifting’ through days – life and memories, back and forth between the past and present, and quite often into an improbable future.

At times, my absence is hardly noticed; at others, the person to miss my presence most is me.

Mornings are my favorite time for traveling.

In the hour it takes me to get to work, I can traverse years, miles and lifetimes.  There are no calls to make, so I drive without much distraction, often arriving at work with no clear remembrance of passing the post office or picking up coffee.  Some might call it multi-tasking of another kind altogether.

It’s what I do, and suspect I’m not alone in my comings and goings.

Yet now and again, I am pulled from my reverie by the most unlikely of culprits. One such diversion is a dear friend I call Red. Red is a hawk that sits atop the powerline, just at the point where my country road turns to the highway. While I’d love to think he watches for me, I suspect he’s perched with a clear view of nearby fields while awaiting breakfast.

On days he isn’t there, I imagine him soaring over other fields, or dividing spoils among a nest of open mouths.

But when he is there, he is a sweet reminder, a gentle pull backward from the edge of nothing into the moment where glory resides.

Of all I could waste, let not this moment be lost.

I’ve seen you there
awaiting tides –
that I might turn
to find you
perched above the altar
to my soul

. . .

saved ~

03 Thursday Mar 2016

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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Tags

gifts, love, moments, poet, sometimes, truth, value, witness

cc5

o little
of these –
the fairest of me
still sits
in the rain
at the edge of the sun
taking of everything
moments
come clean
rivers yet rising
shall barter
for none

sweetly
remember me
let to the lines
a piece
of forgiveness
forgotten
us now
stirred into
memory
saved to your soul
by a smile
I was wearing –
redeems me
somehow

. . .

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