so ~

19 Monday Aug 2013

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remembered me
to words remiss
and how it felt to speak
what bittersweet
reminders
haunt the tongue
echoes take forever
to find us here again –
whatever now we will
– in silence
comes

remember this
as I became –
the answer to a prayer
made one day
a lifetime more ago
remember me
forsaking all
you thought I might have been
would find you here
remembering
a time I loved you
so

. . .

poet heart ~

01 Wednesday May 2013

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tempted by a whisper
the singing of my soul –
a voice I scarce remember
now abides

as stirring to
a poet heart –
shadows of belief
slept beneath my pillow
long the night

fluttering
against my sleep
eager to my rise
silent ancient rhythms
flood my still

. . .

shall ~

20 Wednesday Feb 2013

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of moments
shall I never
know honor more than these
a laureate or something
simply less

or shall I be
forever this –
inspired to these depths
when searching for
the river
is my soul

shall I find
my ways made well
by jasper, slate
and poet –
confined to verse
the solace
I once was

wash my fate
to marble shores
where now my kindred tarry
naught for prize
they wanted –
but words that held
their sway

. . .

on and on ~

10 Thursday Jan 2013

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when voice
is forgotten
might words have their say
and sit in the silence
of dreams

fastened to longing
as a string to the sky
where wishes float
back to the last
lonely night

when names
are forgotten
but fortunate few
are gifted a side
in the telling

might then I be known
as a star sailed away
or stillness where
echoes one voice

sign language ~

19 Monday Nov 2012

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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listen
as silence –
translation becomes
sound to the stutter
of once blushing lips

waiting
the tell-tale
signs of confession
breath into life
such as this

given to promise
one language to keep
sweet as the heart
to divine

longing shall linger
as songs to the wind
or prayers
on the tongue –
for a time

blest in beginning
without thought for verse
or voices to snare
each regret

echoes
though quiet
shall ring on for days
made louder
by words
never said

. . .

murmurs ~

01 Friday Jun 2012

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when once upon another time
I reached to find you home –
as close to this
the skin that seals my drum
as light unto my emptiness
you came as summer sweat –
rain to cool my fevered brow
sometimes

whenever night
your music fills –
and all I know is love
a verse or two
still written on my soul
dreams where we are touching
spills to light my face
smiles –
no matter what the world might bring

longer than the moments kept
lifetimes passed between
eternities –
yet you remain the same
a trace of something magical
amazing gift of truth

love you are –
breath you are
to me