divided ~

tornadoday

nightskirt

dreams the night divided
lives before
and since
fields are growing over
the memory of seed –
swallowed by the music
swaying side by side
red becoming
something more than hay

heaven flies
on outstretched wing
ten feet above the ground –
soars ten thousand miles
before the night
remembered these –
the way to home
sometimes the darkness bleeds
as longing floats
to clouds
above the sound

swirling silk
of old release –
a crooked line embracing
the mystery of life
so few can see –
monarchs flush the ancient pine
how nimble
– crouched the stillness
memorized returning
to all the nights
between

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remembered me ~

tornadoday

rememberedme

as twilight clings
in morning sweat
of love’s remembrance found
longing mates
with memory
somewhere

visions cast
an awkward glance
to angels unaware –
are swinging from the branches
of my heart

last year’s hope
is this year’s ache
and some –
they stay forever
willed into existence
by the sweet embrace
of light

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