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leftmewaiting

were there more
than one season
a flood before draught
a whisper of knowing
lines never
crossed

in the telling
compelling me
backwards to place
recorded my will –
on wallpaper scrolls

history layered
by news of goodbye
to welcome
the best of me
home
delivered from rust
the remains of a sigh
a moment denied
the pulling apart –
is worn by my soul
into dust

as longing recalls me
– remember
these steps
in returning
of time to the shelf
as lies from the meaning
of all we had learned –
blessings
to follow us
back through the dark

candles warmed
as smoke rings to glass
the pull of the moon
looking in

were ever another
a reason to die –
seeds I was planting
somewhere
before spring

fashioning shadow
from passionate bud
beholding in me –
their purpose became –
blackberry
thistle
and where have you gone
crushed in the leaving
by sweet
muscadine –

awakened to fall
by a dream

. . .

https://tornadoday.wordpress.com/2012/09/24/4862/

https://tornadoday.wordpress.com/2013/12/06/a-way-becoming/

https://tornadoday.wordpress.com/2013/01/09/last-i-was/

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