still the waking ~

03 Monday Feb 2014

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beyond the deep
where others go –
another shore I keep
be still the waking
just beyond the reach
of sleep

there I am
no different now
than e’er I was before
a light to ease your
journey home –
a flame upon the shore

. . .

still ~

02 Sunday Feb 2014

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becoming, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, death, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, passion, reason, resurrection, self, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, value, wisdom, wonder

how short
these ties of earthly woe
how pure
the angels sing
where lies the truth
of all our days –
alive in everything

in those we knew
with those we loved –
how bless’ed they must be
to walk beyond
the tell of grace –
for all eternity

what stirs in hope
beyond the veil
when breath
is sealed away –
a name in sorrow
spoken –
yet worries not
the grave

became of each
ten thousand more
returned to claim the sun
remembered sweet
our passing –
of moments spent
as one

. . .

Author’s Note: Still….a word I love……I feel. I’ve written other pieces
and adorned this same name. It is a truth that cannot be argued, an
understanding, a promise, a way…….. Still.

daddy’s woods ~

01 Saturday Feb 2014

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bliss, breath, cherokee, connection, divine intuition, faith, family, fearless, grace, gravel roads, home, knowledge, life, love, memory, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, southern, spirit, strength, understanding, value, wandering, wisdom, wonder

of places
most surely
forsaken by now
– I believe
they are waiting for me
remembered
the times
I walked with him there
– a sweet recollection
can never be free

from the soul
that is gifted
– the heart racing still
to remain at the first
when beginning to see
the light
from the road
– a path into dreams
where colors are kept
in remembrance
of me

. . .

shadows to my soul ~

31 Friday Jan 2014

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becoming, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, spirit, strength, truth, value, wandering, wisdom, wonder

long the years
to stretch between
ashes to the snow
a memory of shadows
to my soul

once and now
a season passed –
to hold my longing
dear
whate’er I speak
in silence –
the universe
will hear

. . .

beyond the reach of why ~

29 Wednesday Jan 2014

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bliss, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, silence, spirit, star crossed, story, truth, understanding, unremembered, wandering, wonder

worry not
o’er promises
to vanish in the light
let kisses fall
as proof
that you were here
as gentle stirs
the morning
beyond the reach
of why –
might reason
be as slow
to disappear

let not your tongue
these secrets bear
as refuge
for the flight
where silence tells
our story
now again
let –
and I (a souvenir)
held within your heart
as whispers
guard the places
I have been

. . .

all of time I know ~

28 Tuesday Jan 2014

Posted by tornadoday in folklore, Poetry

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cherokee, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, restless, seeing in the dark, star crossed, truth, understanding, wonder

shall I wait
or shall I slumber –
taking all
of time
I know
into worlds
beyond I wander –
into life
beyond I go

kept apart
and sewn together
by a moment
so divine
stitched of want –
as darkness gathered
to warm a heart
the same
as mine

who am I
what name is given
was a girl
a woman now –
was a place
beyond my knowing
come again
for me
somehow

pages bent
the years by passing
ribbon sky
to mark the way –
paths are worn together
waiting
– love we kept
to give away

. . .

wearing thru ~

28 Tuesday Jan 2014

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bliss, breath, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, sacred intimacy, spirit, spirituality, surrender, truth, understanding, value, wonder

winter weave
your lullabye –
let the moon forget
the stone
that was my promise
buried deep
pressed into another rhyme
white
embroidered rose –
dreams remain
of lines I’m sworn
to keep

of graces
held the longer
yearn for me
the same
while quiet waits
our willing to reveal
a poem
we were writing
verse defending verse
strings we thought were broken
echo still

when pulled
into some other life
a moment
love endured –
softer where
the dawn is wearing thru
tempted by
the passing –
of yellow leaves to rain
– as certain as
my falling
into you

. . .

blue this morning after ~

27 Monday Jan 2014

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breath, canada, connection, forgiveness, friendship, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, nature, old maps, poetry, reason, spirit, spirituality, star crossed, truth, understanding, wandering, wonder

how sweet
the wind
returns the sea –
how blue
this morning
after –
is come for me
a promise
thru the gale

of longing
softly whispered
abide
within this night
come as breeze
to carry me
away

of thought
returned
as soul to soul
was reason
to deliver –
the dreamer
from the soft
embrace
of dreams

Author’s Note: A dear friend sent me this picture
today – a place not far from his home in Newfoundland.
The image was from the summer just past, a kiss
of breeze upon the waves. Thank you, Shea.

. . .

shadows to the leaving ~

24 Friday Jan 2014

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with hope
that bears not reason
some other time
awaits
as shadows to the leaving –
a stranger
at the gate

gathers yet
these orchids
we planted on our way
and worries not
the chill
of yesterday

of human hands
immortal hearts
wear true
the soul to soul –
memories of presence
in living
shall unfold

soft against
these fading lights
– to know
because we feel
a moment
unsurrendered
resolves to hold us
still

. . .

with thorns ~

23 Thursday Jan 2014

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bliss, breath, cherokee, connection, death, destiny, dreams, faith, familiar unfamiliar, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, postmark, reason, relationship, restless, southern, truth, understanding, wonder

of knowing
what is keeping
the heart
tied up
with thorns
– a place
beyond the realm
of sanity

moves this sun
to rising –
grieves the almost
moon
– another
one more time
I thought to go

pardon this
intrusion –
worry not your will
to names and dates –
maladies of stone
held apart
by living –
eternity as one
how it is I know –
where you have
gone

beyond the feel
of shadows –
crowded round
my steps
beyond the fence
– tis all
that I have left

of signs
unwelcome graces –
my once or twice
with you –
lines were crossed
– was nothing
I could do

but pull
a chair
and sit a spell
with verses
growing cold
– was here before
the words
were catching
hold

. . .