in the still before counting ~

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could it be

in the still
before counting –
the breeze
once a sigh
ashes
leaves
falling down
did we find
our redemption –
a silent retreat
once remembered
can ne’er be
unknown
from a moment
of light
is a flickered
permission –
sparks unto flame
unto stars
lighting the darkness
filling our night
was the place
we were found –
to begin

. . .

crossed –

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was I the one
was I the reason
once you crossed
a tempest sea –
tamed the storm
a sweet redemption
from the waters rise
conceived

silver blades
guard the river –
silent vespers
calm the waves
– wherever one
another searches
for the one
we’re come to save

. . .

stories of the coming back ~

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rememberthis

for longer
than I dared allow
a whisper claims my sleep
an echo of my longing –
silent chords

branches bang the shutters
as quietly I creep
cold these native feet
upon the boards

searching out
the answers
where my love remains
stories of the coming back
to wonder why we came

shadows dance
a drunken waltz
of lives before I woke –
days and dreams returning
for my name

. . .

lonesome none can bear ~

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wherestillIknow

when crickets moan
their soulful song –
without regard for light
denied the proof
dying might ignite
mystery of wire and rim
violins somewhere
bend against the stillness –
a lonesome none can bear
I knew you then
you heard my smile
across the night’s embrace
while crickets
kept reminders –
a melody of grace

. . .

shadows gathered ’round ~

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closerhome

bury me
beside the place
where once returned
a world apart
sever not
this longing –
this sorrow
from my heart

moments meld
to others –
as ashes into tears
the long way back
forgotten now
as memory
to years

another day
a wiser sun –
where shadows gathered
’round
was evermore
a promise made
– as whispers
without sound

. . .

beyond ~

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beforethis

beyond the fretted edge
of want –
are stories worn by time
moments bent to longing
– by promise undefined

I cannot say
or will the words
for fear this ache
would chafe my soul –
with verses I’ve forgotten now
truth I used to know

sans the parting
once we shared –
mornings wrapped in dew –
I woke to find
I’d dreamed beyond
the memory of you

. . .