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let me love ~

07 Monday May 2012

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within these walls
of living
the lure of something more
than ever was
might come to me
for taking hold again

dare I close my eyes to hear
echoes of the promise –
warm these restless hands
to touch the soul
when laid upon my beating
to still the ache within
forgotten now the wonder why
love returned for me
forsaken not the bliss
before I dreamed

was never meant for knowing
yet I feel it just the same
a melody remembered (how)
to play
holding on with all I have
another place I am
renewed in me the faith
I need to see
the path to home (no faraway)
delivered me again
to love (I am)
warmth beyond this sun

of all I know
I know much more
in ways I cannot say
in choosing life
you choose to let me love
to touch you as
the first sunrise spills
light into the canyon
truth beyond this wonder
was there I loved
you first

before ~

05 Saturday May 2012

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if e’er I be forgotten
yet found within your words
a broken wing
a favored verse ~
a breathing almost gone
when brought me back
to find you ~
brought me back
to fill this need
a love reserved for saving
will you save
choices when the light
grows dim ~
fight when others run
give to me
the beat that is your own
if ever dawns
eternity
with ways to recollect
when first we met
another life ~
returned before
this one

choosing ~

04 Friday May 2012

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were only I
your baby ~
wanting breath and praise
a place within your arms
against your soul ~
were only I
your baby ~
and waited lifetimes more
to move within your shadows
another fate to hold
were only I
your baby ~
forgotten by your sin
a light revealed
to shine upon
the grace you held
within

white (imperfect) ~

30 Monday Apr 2012

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the rosebush
planted by the creek
has flourished on its own –
from where we were
I’ve wandered back
across the years alone –

to wait for you
(I knew you’d come)
how sweet
these ties (to bind)
~ a field
of budding clover
a place untouched by time

tho I won’t tell –
I will not trade
let the truth go down with me
til I am buried
white (imperfect)
beneath the evergreens

again to writhe –
in slumber’s lair
uncertain what life means
e’er silence
taint my eager lips
and roses steal
my dreams

moksha ~

26 Thursday Apr 2012

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so fine the pattern
weaved beneath the heavens
(what I know)
is sometimes tempered
by what I’ve chosen
(there to see…)
denying every proof
(was proof required…)
echoes might have been
the mountain falling
(though even now, I swear…
I hear a robin sing)…

what mantra I remember
was it just a name (I’d spoke before)
or only in the place
(my mind perceives)…
when kissed your hands…
and took your breath (in mine)…
was providence succumb
to nothing more than moments (clear)
forever gone
(before forever knew)…

I’ve said before
love remains in what we choose (to keep…)
would I choose to be a dreamer…
seeing poppies
bloom from stones
(or symphonies of light
within your smile)….

I’ve wondered (as I do)…
and wandered (more because)
between reality and somewhere
(else) created…

I used to know
the sound of maples
(before the turning red…
before a branch was broke…
(the forest burns)…
I blused beneath the secret
of the oldest sycamore
(cicadas stormed across a willing sky)…

of every sign
(lightning bugs have gone for good)…
how much the weight (a whisper)
for a sigh…….

I knew the reasons then…
(and still I love)
the warmth of autumn
(holding in December)…
what silence said
no words could guarantee…

I knew the way to you…
(and I was me)

divinity
a moment (manifesting)…
tears of joy
(could have been the rain)…

from the falling ~

24 Tuesday Apr 2012

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when I have fallen
failed –
and picked me up
to carry –
the way made good
for what I hoped to find
solitude and beauty
a spinner weaves to life
the shadow born
of heartache (part illusion)
patterns warped
and riddled with the answers
(did I know)

of all I’ve given
give me back –
silken threads
to reach around –
ropes were once I spun

beauty from the falling –
let me fail

breath of a poet ~

24 Tuesday Apr 2012

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squeezed to the margins
and numbered as pages
was ink ever noticed
how quickly to dry –
my lone indiscretion
turned verse into madness –
eternity waiting
another swept by –

to brighten my window
with pink recollection
warmed by a welcome so true
arms opened wide
eyes closed and trusting

take me
forsake me
do what you do –
become my confession
but leave me (still wanting)
with a will to recall and reasons to write
before this to slumber
I take of my leave –
and bury my fears
in illusion of light

rhyme against rhyme
breath to a poet –
pour to my longing the fate of my ways
as every sunrise
is returned to the darkness
and I but a place
(you will stay)

infuse me
refuse me
tell me another
of the past that lies down
in lust for the morn
pages to shiver
pull closer the curtains
would lean toward the margins
setting fire to the page

silver window ~

22 Sunday Apr 2012

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is it true
I’ve heard them saying
that the sun
is in the moon
her reflection burning brightly
moves his silver heart
to swoon
his regret –
for space uncharted
hours passed
while she in dreams
thinks of him beyond the sunset
hearts forget the night
between

for the chill
that was november
now her days are moved
to shade –
where before she lounged in twilight
now against her – stars are laid
onto a blanket
might he warm her
with a wish he kept aside
might she rise
the night before him –
sweetest shore to meet
his tides

crimson red
and blue vermilion
silver window
frames the dark

remembering to see ~

20 Friday Apr 2012

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crossed I once
an empty cavern
before the evening cold
and blue
but worried not
for where the path
might follow
would restless
bring me home to find another
captive as a wing
within my wish

trace me not
from memory
of this – and there I was
come as something sweet
when prayers were said
before the night
was pulled to shade
and murmurs passed
unheard
yellow swept
a cord beneath the lamp
where black the spinner
cursed the taste
of silk

shadows crouched
beneath the black
past wherein the light
was less
than I could walk
remembering
to see

spinning ~

20 Friday Apr 2012

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I dreamed of
kings and kingdoms,
camelot and merlin –
legend forged by magic
and desire.
I dreamed of knights
approaching –
might find this maiden
waiting –
for all this everafter
might inspire.

I dreamed of pearls
and whiskey –
the lazy side of summer,
news from home –
across and down
the same.
I dreamed of
picket fences,
a porch to wrap around us –
closing time, and
calling stars by name.

I dreamed of distant
highways, were made for
this horizon –
a destination
yet to be revealed.
I dreamed of clay
and coyotes,
a hand to fit me walking –
miles beyond to wonder
how love feels.

I dreamed of boots
and perfume,
a light across the meadow –
boxes filled with treasure
I loved best.
I dreamed of
golden mornings,
a winding path to take me,
back to the arms –
where dreaming
I shall rest.