scarlet ~

06 Monday Aug 2012

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when first you were
as come to me –
a letter someone mailed
and put my name to scarlet
neath the picture of a sail
a stamp of once forgotten
to the refuge of the waves
and ‘cross the tides
delivered me your soul

as ever we were parted
and swore to meet again
to other shores
remembered why we left
with not a thought
to what was passed –
memories no longer
just the gentle shift of time
beneath our wake

hands to reach
across this great divide
of crystal waters –
as sands to form
beneath a quarter moon
silver pails of longing
kept too long
the wait for home
would dreams return us dancing
as sunlight on the foam

last time forget me ~

04 Saturday Aug 2012

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of those who would know me
the worst would allow –
and pages I can’t bare remember
the last time forget me –
the first one to stay
past the rise of tomorrow
on the thought of today

when the clothes
needed washing
and rent was come due
were fields needing more
that what planting
would do

I begged
for a savior –
a man among men
would come as a season
to know me again
would wake as the lantern
was burning its last
to relive every moment
of loving
was passed
to the vault that would stay
on a cord ’round my heart

a memory of comfort
wishes and lace –
wrapped in another
surrendered to grace
as we were
to forever –
every promise let go
let the crops burn
and weevils take hold –

more here
than heaven –
a paradise thrives
in moments eternity waits
share me the wonder
of morning reflection –
and a lantern
left long by the gate

ribbons ~

02 Thursday Aug 2012

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in the space of a moment
a lifetime
forever
another becomes
a second (no more)
than as we foretold
with the last we were here
taken the path
beginning to know

of others surrendered
in learning again
the truth
as were ribbons tied to the trees
and weaved to our soul
souvenirs

of all still to find
in seasons of rest
passing as breath to the breeze

settling somewhere
in places we are
eternal
immortal
as one to remain

a flickering light
spills a flame to the dark
shadows
remembered no more

yesterday
tomorrow
beginning again
we are still
as forever
a moment
of now

letters in the sand ~

01 Wednesday Aug 2012

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gather me the blessings
of tomorrow’s brighter sun
and hurry not the lessons
lest they run
as anxious hands to mar the face
is time not more than luck
or visions but a place
already known
speak again of waking dreams
and roads betrayed the veil
of granite paths
and letters in the sand
carry me
marry me
pacify my longing
sit me through the night
and let me hear
of reason come
the way of home ~
of volumes long since buried
and worlds beyond our will
to understand
seal my trust with kisses
of still familiar words
breathe the night
and burst in me the day

across forever ~

20 Friday Jul 2012

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hiding
in the wonder
longing comes reluctant
to the dawn –
and where we were
it seems the sun has faded
but still I can recall
each tenderness –
miracle of memory
when stretched a tighter cord
has reached across forever

I am here
with presence knit
safe beneath my skin
to know before this knowing
how twilight filled your eyes
and I was rocked to sleep
no different then
made sweeter for the moments
passed between

for this return –
as waiting took so long
tis not the same for me
without you near
tho in this breath – I keep you
ten thousand other names
yet none I wear

and here again
am I
to confess my last sunrise
warmth endures – another place
where shadows gather still
to speak aloud –
of love before we knew

rivers dry beneath
the noonday sun –
twilight brings remembrance
of your eyes

never lost ~

16 Monday Jul 2012

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have found my way
tho never lost –
to wandering I am
the line was never written
yet the dreamer read it well –

as nights rolled up
along the edge
of ancient constellations
I listened as you
reminisced on
unseen (other) lives –

of places
not so very far –
each name repeated softly
so still their echoes
settle in my ear
as somewhere we
become again –
wherever dreams revealing
of lights beyond
this passing into us

holding hands
beneath the breath
of venus everafter –
shimmers now
the same as she did then

remembers us
of passing through –
forests of submission
takes my breath
to know she knows
your heart

sworn ~

12 Thursday Jul 2012

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as for days
they aren’t so heavy
that I can’t hear your voice
as miles I never walked
I drift between

remainders of a time we talked
in whispers of surrender –
hand in hand
eternity restored

as promise we had felt return
when fit together walking
and graced the sun
with touch beneath the green

took of faith
a fated leap –
tho knew not of tomorrow
or where the tides would leave us
with our dreams

forgotten as the first
to step
the last to leave for heaven –
and paradise
was sworn to bring us home

wishes we might never speak
lest worlds be crushed
in moving –
another star
when thought we were alone

I can’t be sure
but sometimes there
I wonder to your passing
and question –
more and more
the why you came

familiar as an unfamiliar
presence on the night –
breath the same as mine
I couldn’t know

stories wait the telling
as pages grieve the pen –
paths we walked are covered now
with snow –

oceans turn between the lights
of where we were
remember –
as lifetimes passed
(I can’t be sure)

I know
what I can’t know

stutter ~

10 Tuesday Jul 2012

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still –
and I wondered
(a moment of longing)
to understand all
of these signs
souvenirs

yesterday
sworn to believing –
denied every doubt
planted here

in the place I was saving
for you (and your ways)
pieces of wonder
strung into lights
– hung from the tree
where I waited

too many times
to remember the number
or counting in measure
of breathing
haiku –

like the slow (easy) beat
of eternity passing
wind into song –
against drum

or the tender
transgression
of petals reopened
in the place where the sun
was (rumored) to shine

as gossip by weeds
without knowledge of you
or the dreams
you took pride in
becoming
(someday)

softer than this
a faraway stutter
of rain to the ground –
promise once made
to the mountains
(for love)

just a ghost
of a memory
tied to a moment –
blows now the word
through this still

remembering love
as grace unexpected –
as sun to the mountain
and raindrops
of dew

still ~

04 Wednesday Jul 2012

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take of these
my open hands –
arms that held you close
save for life
remembered now –
and love beyond the soul
give me not to contradict
of choices to remain
as sun upon the mountain melts
to rainbows on the plain

as promise made
that I would love –
holds still within my breath
shall find another way to be –
beyond the course of death
betrayed the scourge of innocence
sleep I dare not choose
awake with me
eternally –
as love we shall not lose

there the rarest flower blooms –
from loving thoughts
have burst
blossoms wreath immortal skies
and tary not for thirst
as grace provides for each the same
fulfills their only need –
essence of the love we were
when planted first
the seed