rings ~

16 Tuesday Sep 2014

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in the vast
unknowing
of all I am yet
an albino lark makes
her nest
in the arms of a cedar
ten thousand rings deep
with a view
of the night –
a candle so bright
would burn up the shadows
as backward to day
is held to her song
as the dark falls away –
rocked into dreams
by the still

. . .

all I hold dear ~

12 Friday Sep 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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as passion
confessed
by luna to flame
a faithful old owl
to the moon
where crickets are crowded –
as branches to breeze
remembered
as snowflakes
in June

there’s a spot
at the softest curve of the night
the color of eyes
as depths to the sea
a place in the meadow
where secrets
are kept –
where stars make love
to the trees

there’s a swelling
decided
by all I hold dear
– breath holding softly
my own
a place in the universe
as music unheard
by words not yet spoken
I’m known

. . .

echoes ~

10 Wednesday Sep 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, connection, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, restless, sacred intimacy, soul, spirit, truth, value, wonder

where am I written
does your soul bear
my name
without memory
of years passed between

are there places
made safe
by the refuge of life
a silence
where hope
is redeemed

by the echo
of heartbeats
wherever you are
another trembles
unseen

where am I written
where am I known
– a love
once made famous
in dreams

. . .

from ashes ~

09 Tuesday Sep 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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how cool the hands
of early fall
the arms of winters yet
where promise keeps a bride
of snowy white
autumn grieves
the burning leaves
sheets to slumber pressed
as weary souls
remembered back
to light

beyond the fate
of silent lips
another sun is born
from ashes
how the wing’ed ones
do fly
up into the warm caress
foretold one summer night
when lovers cast their wishes
to the sky

. . .

tethered to a dream ~

06 Saturday Sep 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, conscious consciousness, destiny, fearless, life, living, love, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, woman, wonder

out beyond
the plans I’ve made
another waits
for me
wrapped in purple ribbon
tethered to a dream
winds
that came
to rock my ship
are the same
that soothe my soul
forgotten now
a time before
I knew

. . .

love falling ’round ~

05 Friday Sep 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, bliss, breath, conscious consciousness, destiny, faith, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, restless, soul, understanding, wandering, wonder

slow knows the way
at the edge of the orchard
where ruby and emerald
spread o’er the ground
turn when you sense
the river is speaking
your name
like a whisper
of love falling ‘round

just a bit further –
as branches are bent
by the pleasures of sunlight
folded to grace
spun into feathers
by tiny brown beaks
– weaved into shadows
of wishes
and lace

drive
til there’s nothing
but maple and pine
sweetgum and cedar
fluttering leaves
sing with the sparrow
of paradise found –
warm through the window
reminders to breathe

. . .