envy not dreams ~

in the swell of a moment
eternity waits
denied the protection
of one last embrace
or lives to make more
of what steals us away
a kiss
then another
surrender

as were words
unafraid
the echo of sighs –
filling a silence
so tender
a cold morning after
where longing is saved
by warmth
through the branches

remember

. . .

resolution ~

02 Friday Jan 2015

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returning
this journey
of soul unto days
crisply
the red autumn leaves
sleep neath a blanket
of sweet evergreen
dreaming a
snowy white bliss
stars
fell away
by the reaching to touch
a name e’er repeated
as grace before dark –
tears before
dawn
made of breath
only this

. . .

smoke rings ~

11 Thursday Dec 2014

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on long nights
when the moon is cool
to wait
(I have before)
spent of breath
my last
to speak (your name)
smoke rings
bear the silence
of spirits gathered home
(time is lost
awaiting signs)
and coming back
the same

ten thousand lives
for one more death
(in places)
we remain
might comfort cling
as hours
for a moment
(held onto)
a change of course
becoming more
than e’er I was (this way)
pulled awake
by dreaming –
signs (before I knew)

. . .

relearning ~

09 Tuesday Dec 2014

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whispers
and lies
feel the same
in the dark
weeping for somebody’s baby
promises spared
the condition of truth
ache is made home
where heart
used to be

a quiet resolved
to sleep ‘neath the bed
with secrets
the same
as dared we repeat
a tortured relearning
the language of love
poetry warmed
by the tongue

snowflake
and feather
briar and lace
scripture
and where have you been
wrapped in a story
tell me anew
of a blush
bleeding soft
thru the pines

. . .

angel light ~

28 Friday Nov 2014

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of places
this reminds me
of some other
you were there
do you remember
how the stars
were in my hair
when you lay
in moss beneath the night
was I your angel light
a kiss I keep
reminds me this
of you

. . .

we were ~

23 Sunday Nov 2014

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a moment of holy
sacred divine
as light thru the memory
of windows
we were
remembered another
thought we became
a star not yet fallen
a wish not yet made
a beginning more tender
than words could endure
or touch
could be trusted
to keep

. . .

remains ~

23 Sunday Nov 2014

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winter pulls
against my boots
(carry me away)
to plant my dreams
where now the wheat
turns grey
smoke
above an evening (rest)
lives I must have known
are gathered sweet
memories (to stone)
a verse
or two –
(remains of sins)
nurtured by the spring
ashes fall
(snowflakes) whispering

. . .

rehearsed ~

07 Friday Nov 2014

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listen
there my only sin
retelling graces
I have known
another way
with words rehearsed
in silence

let me stay
a moment here
pull around me covers
let me wake
to witness
where the story leaves
and what of paths
I’ve worried
back to you

fingerprints
and souvenirs
proof of love
I’ve gathered
in places not foretelling
the reaches
of my soul

. . .

and here ~

04 Tuesday Nov 2014

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pray me down
another night
when stars are realigned
remembering a space
that never was
a letting go
before the fates
conspired me to holding
your silences
much longer
than your verse
stay the wake
of evermore
a day beyond the last
wherein the light
is waiting
for a voice
a quiet reassurance
of where and here we lay
poetry
and tender worlds
to write