you’re the one
I thought incapable
of living within my heart
captured to the memory of hands
a truth beyond deceiving –
lines where nothing fades
– the beating starts
and you’re already
there
. . .
29 Friday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry
inyou’re the one
I thought incapable
of living within my heart
captured to the memory of hands
a truth beyond deceiving –
lines where nothing fades
– the beating starts
and you’re already
there
. . .
22 Friday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, Soapbox, Storytelling
inTags
blessings, confession, eternity now, faith, life, love, nature, sacrifice, tales, time
someone thought
they heard my sigh
above the songbirds streaming
– felt my tears
e’en when
I couldn’t cry
for such as love –
I died one day
in arms
the same embrace as mine
fields of green –
a place where still I lay
some believe
my faith is kept
apart from this confession
– dancing round
an ancient flame
amid the wingeds
burning
a story told
of lifetimes missed –
an evening sun where I remain –
a promise pressed
into the sweet
of moments
without name
. . .
22 Friday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, Storytelling
in21 Thursday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, Storytelling
inTags
age, blessings, constellations, dreams, life, love, memories, presence, seasons, spirit, stars, time, wishes
I remember well
the season –
mercury and venus
a watchful moon
still takes my breath away
counting time by wishes
made for one another
whispers
folded round us –
stay
I’ve reached the age
where years no longer matter –
fissures to a dream
another page
moments I remember
a proprietary weakness –
I pass the field
we loved in
every day
. . .
20 Wednesday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling
inTags
choice, forgiveness, life, light, love, morning, seasons, smiles, so briefly heaven, sunrise, time, treasure
lord knows
the fields are empty now –
by summer burned away
and I wonder
do you miss
the tender nights
do you think about
forever –
a sunrise such as this
when clouds compete –
a winter quilt
july
do you dream
without permission
awake within a sigh –
stumble out of ribbons
to the porch
do you speak of me
into the still
where morning waits
the night
do you watch
the road –
and curse the moving on
. . .
19 Tuesday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, Rambling, Storytelling
in18 Monday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, spirituality
inlast night
the dream of falling
pulled me from my sleep
dizzy as a moth
by vapor stained
haunted by a promise
just before
I fell
an echo spun
of silent wonderings
last night
the dream of falling
pulled me from my sleep
dizzy as a moth
by vapor stained
. . .
15 Friday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, spirituality
in13 Wednesday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, spirituality
inTags
beauty, beginnings, blessings, faith, hope, living a better story, love, mystery, time, understanding
had i words
or better still
a garden overgrown –
with story not so different
from your own
names and holy places
are but scratches
to the stone –
a faraway beginning
to a life
as yet unknown
. . .
13 Wednesday Jun 2018
Posted Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
inTags
blessings, bliss, home, journey, joy, life, love, nature, reminders why we came, rules, sacred intimacy, silence, time, truth, worth
I will
indulge in fits of madness
sign my name
to sacred scrolls –
never once resolve my longing
to a slate of normal
rules
I will
sit the night in silence
just beyond the reach of voice
I’ll sing
while others chatter –
far too long
on foolish choice
I will
pray tho no one listens
shedding skin
that none can see –
come awake
in shades of honey
daffodil
and evergreen
. . .
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