the gift ~

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likeitwasthen

regardless the vow
of uncharted seasons
I cling to the stories
and wait
as the stars
another remember
for how I was knowing –
of light in the darkness
a moment
not far

from the first
I was given
the gift of one more
truth
when promise
was known not to wait
arms reaching softly
to places unseen
words without need
– a lifetime
to say

. . .

leaves of marigold ~

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pullmehome

graces
drift a winter home
snowflakes dance about
caught in ancient webs
of holding on
a lover’s breath
reminds the earth
of hope – a sweeter spring
familiar lust
as blossoms yet asleep
wrapped in leaves
of marigold –
november warned about
a sudden chill
and paths of
silent white

. . .

loves me ~

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doyouknow

echoes
of once a voice
I cherished –
proof that he was
more than words
to a page
ink
where my wishes
dried into others
nights where I fit
a pillow to lay
dreams
of beginning –
a poem relearned –
softly to falling
as whisper
to light

. . .

nameless dates ~

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surely

I’ve no cause
this grace
to squander
another kiss
for one more grave
nameless dates
to honor nothing
lest for joys
one tear be saved

as sparrows
carved of time
and cedar
roost beneath
an endless night
dreams awake
beyond the dreamer –
wrapped in cords
of sacred light

. . .

with a wish by my window ~

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remembermehome

pastel
remembrance
pale yellow moon –
and a blush of intention
held by regret
forgotten
I can’t say
I e’er thought I would
watch with a wish
by my window
fingers tracing
the meaning of verse –
a lullabye
faded to grey
pencils and papers
can’t understand
the way it was
one day
the same restless
moon

time before ~

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Wednesday
without willing push
repentance I have heard
is weighed upon
the soul
but not for long
some other
time
a burden felt
for passing in between
the time before
I knew
you’d never stay

. . .

Author’s Note: The image is from my office window. I
call it my Robin tree.

recall ~

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closer

the night
is but one
of these places
where you
remember me well
tho my passing
be sure
and all I recall
is the song
you became –
words
without need
of a sound

laid on my skin
as breath unto light
starlight sits
in promise began
rearranging
the planets –
of venus and mars
lifetimes
when I
was your touch

. . .

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