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a pleading in my bones ~

19 Thursday Apr 2012

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words have come
relentlessly –
as longing to embrace
as petals poised
to catch the first raindrop
as quiet seeks to fill
the place –
nothing (all) belong
music none can hear
(but still we sing)
of what life is –
I feel it
as a pleading in my bones
returning as a thought
to will me home
ink to keep
another place –
tho hands can hardly hold
the places I have seen
to lie beyond –
(behind)
in faded houses
trapped in papered walls –
silk to blade
the same as once we were
(yellow)
scarlet markers –
reaching yet for me
to lie beneath the gate
(in daffodils)

planets surely crossed ~

17 Tuesday Apr 2012

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long before I asked
I was warned of wanting more
than a hand could keep
a being could tie down
more than trees
the forest held
stories to the dark
stems
to fill a vase
(to mend a heart)

always there
the evidence
that more had surely been
even words
were left with pages
in the back
the taste of something
never known
weighted on the tongue
and shoes
never fit me
very long

longing spooled
as ribbon
weaved into my heart
vines forever pulling me away
from just enough
content as some
tho I could never be
the same as even one
to come before

beyond the thickest weeds
I slept
in meadows of the gods
searched the sky
for planets
surely crossed
cycles born to wing-ed giants
whispers (leg to leg)
rivers running backwards
to the stone

where was I
before my eyes were open
longing swirled
beyond the fields
I know

suits me fine ~

15 Sunday Apr 2012

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vanilla and wax
pepper to peaches
feet up on pillows
making light of the moon
masquerade eyes
(though nobody) watching
let lace be my anchor
(get me back soon)

coffee
(come closer)
the music of wishing
plays when the twilight takes hold
vaporous stream
of words into darkness
glide beneath
aged indigo

blue breaks (invisible)
feathers are falling
forgotten the lure of far away skies
souvenirs passing
as heartache to hemlock
(something there moving)
the universe sighs

parallel worlds
of whiskey and wormhole
locust and lizard
with glories entwine
of places I may not
remember (tomorrow)
another for keeping –
this one suits me fine

dragons here I planted ~

14 Saturday Apr 2012

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where was I
to wander still
in places I was missing
turned around
to find my path again
smiling without reason
didn’t see the raging storm
did I dance the same
(I never danced)
you know that now
by stories I’ve rewritten
within the bounds of love
forgetting everything
I knew before
returning life
relearning joy
were sins too hard to carry
not a one could leave
except as I concede
there were dragons here
I planted
to another time (I swear)
hyacinth
and honeysuckle vine
was I planning then
to come again
to lie in beds of splendor
to soar above a field
of queen anne’s lace
adrift somewhere in knowing
evermore remains for me
swept along
on life’s imagined wing
how is it I remember
every past forgiven now
the beauty I became
when I believed

restless ~

13 Friday Apr 2012

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here you are
the same
tho something more
(than then)
grown restless
where the truth was (hid)
some green
was growing purple when
the road was new
a ribbon
spooled into the black

we dreamed in shifts
all we had
rolled upon our back
we’d find the rest
with plans to
change the world (someday)
would give them more
than they imagined
(more than we could say)

we traced the webs
between the stars
counted stones and steps
fourteen hundred thirty two
before the sun was dry
most nights
was not another there
silent but for tears
(the crickets cried)
 
for days we walked
forgotten
by the need to speak –
language came undone
in circles
(never missed)

your boots were old
before we ever started
(did we choose)
but fit you like the grey
beneath your brow

a crooked smile
broke my compass
(every time)
would take your hand
and wade into
unknowing
rivers cold as blue
washed my name away

time was nothing (more)
than one direction
how far to the nearest
feather bed –
a postcard held the world
in little pieces
the rest could see
(not enough to understand)
more we wouldn’t give

the universe
was waiting us
though sworn to never tell
lies beneath a postmark
four days old

as I have loved ~

13 Friday Apr 2012

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Dare I not to love you
as if you were twilight or centipede,
daylight or prose.
Moments flicker few
and far between
as slumber into sleep  –
As jasper polished black
by worlds unknown
sparks to fly as evermore reclaimed.

Tis not for me to say aloud
as I loved you whole –
a secret stirred
between the heart and soul.

Dare I not repent my longing
to the eager page,
vacant but for lines I’ve worn away.
Awaiting this confession
of tomorrow’s loving winds –
scattered now
the seeds of yesterday.

Speak I not of passions spent –
I lived as love before
or worlds to come –
a past so few have seen.
I know you have.
and not for me to question why,
was not the first to come
and I to know.

Remembered as a promise
someone made to lie.
Dare I not to love as love defined –
the sea into a thimble,
breath into a briar –
strained  to strength
none have known – but I.

I love you still
for murmurs passed
beyond this crystal realm –
as wisps of forest carried to the sea.
A tender flower blossoms
in secrets of the veil –
forever comes in place of destiny.

As I have loved you,
love me here,
as fragrance seeks the breeze
where none shall know my suffering
but onyx,
shale and bee.

A long way back
without the strength to know –
of wisdoms
unashamed to speak –
winter finds his love
in sheets
of  sleet,
and snow …

the same you know ~

12 Thursday Apr 2012

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I’m the one
you claim to know
yet never knew (for certain)
a mystery configured
to flesh
(the scent of pine).

A question never wanting
for an answer (who am I) –
the place where you become
and I am (real).

A place removed
from that you know –
half way across the field –
three rows of corn
and I the fourth (shall be).

Come
and I will show you
(stay) and you will see –
much more than (even) you
would dare conceive.
Far more than you would tell
else they brand you (as a fool) –
some glorified perversion
of the truth.

But I am more
than words can keep –
much more than rust and will –
a story long retold
(with disbelief).

Touch me now
and know of things
you cannot speak (aloud) –
for to give a voice to wonder
is a sin.

A luna moth
a red tailed hawk
a memory you’ve forsaken –
worlds to separate you
from the place (that holds your name).
Would take the form
of yellow wings
ablaze on lapis skies.

Turn your face into the light
and breathe (another morning).
Tis not so far to wander –
beyond the same
you know.

secrets ~

09 Monday Apr 2012

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change for me
the universe –
one color at a time
bring (to me)
the sunset in a jar
tell me
where the lines were meant
and where the yellow bleeds
as blue into an ocean
(of the sky)
a flaming brush
to raise a wing –
of meadows stitched together
before another dawn
(will disappear)
infuse the dark with the wonder –
secrets pink and grey
orchids where the stones
have worn apart
carry me
the breadth of night –
across (into) forever
leave me
where the truth grows wild
in sheets
of muscadine
 

communion ~

09 Monday Apr 2012

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Stillness speaks in words
I seldom hear…
candles burn – scented yesterday.
The sweetest night was past…
from places dear
another time – a place I might have stayed…
But silence knows the song I sing…
dancing barefoot in the dark,
waltzing past the moon while others doze –
closer to forever than the stars…

Was once confessed but met
with disbelief;
we’ve forgotten what it means to dream
caught in papers – there the evening news;
everything (and nothing) as it seems…
But I’ve discovered
hope in discontent,
moments found me lucid (eyelids closed)…
simple prayers I never spoke aloud
are whispered soft –
communion, no one knows…

from silver wings that flicker on the
lawn…
past the purple glow of Al Jabba,
I’ve met ten thousand more
that have no names…
history betrayed their moment’s mark…
But for the dreamer,
once had walked alone
another shining moment we forgot…
caught in memory
and written there…
time may have forsaken,
but we have not…

Between the ticks of ten and two,
all I am is come for me…
Twilight pulls the mortal world to bed,
and I pretend to let
the veil of slumber fall around…
were only I so willing to
be led…
Would pass between the shadows
cast by misery and want…
would rest and wake tomorrow —
nothing strange.

Complacency is petals wept
before the blackest swan;
hands are stopped –
eternity exchanged…

And there, across the table
a familiar face,
eyes are met with knowledge
of the truth…
Presence finds assurance
in the noonday sun…
Coincidence, a world denied the proof…
A fleeting smile, a knowing laugh,
secrets shared by strangers…
candles burn – scented yesterday.

The sweetest night was past…
from places dear
another time – a place I might have stayed…
silence knows the song I sing…
dancing barefoot in the dark,
waltzing past the moon while others doze,
closer to forever than the stars…

closer to forever than the stars…