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one telling too much ~

20 Monday Feb 2023

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grace, knowing, life, lov, story, surrender, time, truth, voice, writing in the dark

a life
resurrected
for a moment like this
to find then of dreams
i survived
to remember my place
a smoldering flame
to recall
how your hand
fit with mine
a silence
made sweet
by the essence of voice
were so many things
left unsaid
flirts with my need
deserved of my touch
like a story
made over
one telling too much
i can dream
to remember
how it was just before
my window fell open
my heart
wanting more –
you were come
without wishing
hesitation forgot
to the way the world
curled
in my fingers

. . .

the way the cedars sway ~

29 Friday Apr 2022

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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guidance, life, love, nature, truth, wisdom, writing in the dark

the deepest hurt
of all these hurts
come to make me poor
a servant to some other might have been
walked with you
a hundred miles –
i never thought to go
neglecting every
tearful sweet amen
the sweetest night
i can recall
was resting in your arms
listened as your heart
played songs
i knew
as every one
had written me
remember
can you hear
the way the drums are pounding
the way the cedars sway
listen
when i tell you
they will steal your breath
away

. . .

heartache ~

19 Saturday Mar 2022

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beyond these walls, love, nature, night, sleeping, storm, writing in the dark

had i reached
for you
as skies grew dark
had i felt
the world subside
within my nest
(a third bedroom)
pushed against
your sigh

had i known
at once
the night birds
call
had been silenced
by a breeze
(surrendered
silent) heartache
for the trees

had i reached
for you

. . .

rainbow falling ~

25 Saturday Dec 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling

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as easy as breathing, christmas, confession, life, live, poetry, rambling, sometimes, writing in the dark

was making plans
for one more life
when you found me
spun me round
like a rainbow
falling
drunken path
flooding the pasture
burning my skin
with the way
you looked thru
the way you made love
feel like
always
was nothing
we’d ever want back
a breath for christmas
one more every time
i would awake
in a trance
of learning to be
tho i couldn’t quite
count
the stars
i could drown in your eyes
a life resurrected
as you held out
your hands –
opened your arms
to surround

. . .

recognition ~

02 Thursday Dec 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality, Storytelling, verse

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all I know, easy, life, love, nature, release, time, writing in the dark

whatever this
as lives between
depths beyond the dark
some distance
undecided by a word
a heart
without memory
but fearful still
of touch
trembles at the thought
of prying fingers

silence now
the sweet erase
of breath
where breath is gone
succumb to praise
emptied of goodbye
a psalm
we never sang
blessed recognition
was here
we knew the first
of love
enough

for nothing
waits to fill the void
with graces –
yet unspoken
blue beyond
where sighs
are come
to wing

. . .

author’s note: sometimes the will to sleep exceeds my reach. fingers
fumble in the darkness – becoming wings – a pen greedy for release

. . .

for graces to grieve ~

30 Monday Aug 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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age, blessing, longing, memory, moments, prayer, time, truth, writing in the dark, years

were living
made heavy
by times we let pass
days we forgot
for graces to grieve

were love
but a memory
carved to our soul
a place
we remembered
to be

gathered
to story
the weight of our years
moments deeper
than skin

were longing
the measure by which
we remain
a name
breathed in silence
amen

. . .

were it not for the moon ~

27 Friday Aug 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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divine, fate, knowledge, life, love, moments, time, truth, writing in the dark

i’ve danced
with a flame
drank verse from your mouth –
squandering moments
excuses to fate
were it not for the moon
words fell to skin
were it not our forever
to wait

. . .

who I was before I was ~

05 Thursday Aug 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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family, grace, living, love, secrets, sometimes, story, the part you never knew, truths, who i was before I was, writing in the dark

granny kept his secrets
until the day she died –
surrendered with her breath
every want
to question why

some stories flow a river
beginning at the end
til all we have is what became
of places we have been

tis why the nightbird cries
remembering her song
– what man became my father
when mama came along

I hold my demons closer
than words I dare not speak
truths that weigh much more
than you love me

for every doubt
another waits
to claim the life between
who I was before I was –
dreams I dream

for every secret traded
there are some I’ll never tell
– why granny kept her boots
in the woods
beyond the well

. . .

a moment I was gone ~

02 Monday Aug 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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carry me home, dreams, feelings, life, love, pieces, pieces of me, poet, thoughts, trust, words, writing in the dark

sometimes
my words are thwarted
by sunlight
through the pines
a moment
just before I meant
to go
last night’s inspiration
is tucked inside my shirt
tho later I
will wonder
why they came
and what they know
collected from the fragments
of a moment
I was gone
emptied to the darkness
deep as I would trust
cleft within the silence –
holding back a fire
sometimes
I beg forgiveness
without a thought to why
guarded in my love
for other
worlds

. . .

collecting ~

08 Thursday Jul 2021

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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absolution, carry me, evidence, life, love, memory, seasons, that thing I do, time, truth, writing in the dark

what evidence
remains –
a ring upon my table
the faintest scent
of smoke
within my hair
a shadow burned
from down the hall –
edges I can’t see
reminders
of a lifetime
everywhere
poetry
fills my bed
begged you once
to leave
I’m not the same
nightbirds nest within
weightless
as a memory
familiar discontent –
dust collecting
just beneath my skin

. . .

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