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paper heart ~

21 Wednesday Jul 2021

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words
it seems
are all I have –
a sigh you cannot hear
cool as ink
allowed to dry –
verses disappear

e’er such lines
seduction bear –
or meter steal my place
to claim the truth
from on my lips –
ivy robbed of lace

would I for this
my essence trade –
sweet desire to make you mine
fragile voice
a paper heart –
gives longing into
rhyme

. . .

when words are fell away ~

16 Tuesday Feb 2021

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for wanting
there’s a price to pay
a promise I surmise –
to write again
when words are fell away
to garner loves forgiveness
for all I couldn’t say
when the nightbird came
to roost
above my bed

when the lacey lace
is torn apart –
stars forget to burn
as moonlight spills along
the eastern ridge
reminders come unbidden
to have their way at last
as punishment
for every word
unsaid

. . .

poet ~

04 Thursday Feb 2021

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was a lover
trading verse for time
a poet without want
for rhyme
a keeper
born of whispers
few can understand
how it is the night pretends
to know
how it is
reason fails
to justify her love
the pain that comes of dying
with nothing left to say
how it is light returns
just when it seems a loss
to gift her time
she thought was burned
away

. . .

weight of words ~

30 Wednesday Dec 2020

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another sun
will I remember
the weight of words
beneath my bed –
empty pages
grieve the story
verses trapped inside
my head

passions rise
to ink stained fingers
memory met
with practiced hand –
seasons fill
my pen with longing
for life I’m want
to understand

truth is cleft
as will surrendered
stored to cold
my pillow waits –
another time
a chance for taking
as heart to hand
– this silence
aches

. . .

silver mine ~

08 Thursday Oct 2020

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I shall gather
to pages
these remnants of you
reminders now written
in rhyme
I shall paint
every moment
of days worn together –
warm cappucine
silver mine

sweet
my surrender
so often and still
when shadows are come
to do as they will
I will bind my heart
to words
we both know –
whispers carved deep
to my soul

. . .

verses left undone ~

18 Tuesday Aug 2020

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when comes the end
and I’ve no reason
for keeping time
this way –

no choice of words
I might have said
given one more day

no space allowed
no higher road –
than this already run

when comes the dawn
I’m without rhyme
– verses
left undone

what then shall I
when without voice –
tell of love I knew

what words will I
surrender –
when I remember you

. . .

beyond the reach of us ~

16 Thursday Aug 2018

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wherestillIknow

he thought i was an angel
the evidence of grace –
an evermore he daring
dreamed –
with ink to score
the page

he warned
of time and certain tears –
I pretended not to know
of days beyond the reach of us
a place too far
to go

he pressed to me
and I to him –
in curs’ed rite
of storied bliss
recalled another coming home
with vows of tenderness

. . .

from then returned ~

25 Monday Jul 2016

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lettershome

was yesterday
I wrote of us
in swirls of purple ink
joined my name
more than once with yours
tethered hooks
to tame my lines
with hearts of indigo
vines a shade of violet
still I love

silver streams
between and just
circled with my soul –
evermore arrived
and all I knew
was destiny
a truth unknown
a path
from then returned
cursive touching
hands beneath
the page

. . .