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Shooting Star

Targeting wishes which stretch through the night

Moving toward dreams without fear without fright

Waking in tears from the toil of it all

Back to sleep reawaken to morning bird calls

There’s dew on the grass

Falling rain just a splash

Morning has broken the fall

I rise like the dawn

Stretch open and wide

In the fog

In the clouds

In the sky

There’s a song in the air

There are words in the breeze

There’s a story out there that I’m hunting

I grab up my pen

Loaded with ink

Off through the forest to think

One vowel at a time I will capture

The consonants fall into the traps

I’ll stalk paragraphs through the morning

And sentences after a nap

I’ll wrestle the details

Hang the drafts up to cure

Add the notes and the melodies later

I shoot for the stars

Whether near whether far

Dreaming the life of a writer

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I Dreamt of You Again

We were effortless and new

Out of the corner of my eye

I watched you looking around

As we walked

Buildings of brick and learning

Flanked us

Windows glowing softly warm and bright

We had been here before this night

In another dream

Another time

Would you meet me there again

I wonder

Are we students of this life

Through sacred halls we wander

Our bodies are slumbering far apart

Our spirits light

We didn’t need to speak

We understand each other

Other places other dreams

We’ve met there too it seems

Running though the forests

Bending back the beams

Of time and distance

I look up into your eyes

A beautiful disguise

My heart is caught just for a moment

When you smile

Sleep comes easy to me now

I’m not afraid to fall

You’re out there somewhere waiting

By the lamppost in the hall

Pillars rise above us

The dome is crowned with stars

Tiles are laid before us

There’s an alter growing larger

Where we walk we’re leaving foliage

How the forest grows

With each step we take

Behind us a blooming woodland

Unfolding from the ground

In these dreams we’re never touching

We are walking side by side

Your secret smile is saving

My heart and soul behaving

I know this love is true

Connecting me and you

And if all we ever have

Are midnight dreaming strolls

I will keep the door wide open

I will meet you there each

Time we’re called

Climbing winding stairways

Through the galaxies and halls

Where the books are not yet written

Here in the world we live

Our spirits reading pages

And the writings on the walls

Sleep well my favorite slumber

May your heart rest and be at ease

I will meet you on the shores

Of the ocean made of dreams

Whisper my name when you are tired

When drowsiness evades

I will find you there and bring you with me

We will walk the dreams again

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Wild Roses

Along the path I wandered

Into the forest deep

Wild roses in the summer light

Bright pink and fragrant petals

Tucked away along the woodside

Off the beaten path

Not on display in cultivated gardens

Hidden here where birds do play

Wild roses and their beauty

Their wealth is come-what-may

Unpolished, unforgotten

For their cheery grace

Wild roses of the wild woods

Summer’s on the way

My heart walks wooded paths

Wild roses all around

When I close my eyes to watch them

The forest birds are calling

I will join them if I may

Whenever I’m no longer

Found among the living

Look for me at the edges

Of the forest true

Waving in the sunshine

Against the clear blue sky

A wild rose just for you

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A Thousand Ways

I am still counting moments

A thousand ways the water sloshed the boat

A thousand ways the stars shone there above

A thousand reflections cast across the surface

A thousand moons shimmering in the night

I am savoring each connection

Every step upon the path

Every leaf upon the trees

Our canopy as we wandered

I am still counting moments

A thousand ways I felt understood

And seen

A thousand times I reached

To find you there

Beside me

Walking in this wildness

A mad world

A wilderness

With each new step I take

I count a thousand ways

The light within you shines

A beacon for my heart

Let my light rise too

Let my shine be bright enough

To help you find your way

If you are lost and hurting

Look for my starry sky

Look for the shining sun

Feel the gentle breeze

Warm and plucky

To tease the sorrows from your soul

Release the worries from your brow

For a moment here and now

Be safe and whole

Peaceful in a thousand ways

Know you are loved

A thousand ways

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Weapons of Soil

We turned the earth over in rows

Removing rocks

Breaking chunks of clay

We composted the past and stirred

When they came for us

We marched and toiled

Longing for the days of seeds and

The times we had hoped for rain

It’s not our battle we fought

We were turned over the earth in rows

Weapons of soil

Carving territories

Engraving lines to define

Our stained hands longed for the dirt

For something simple and straightforward

We fought to return home

When we got there we found it was gone

Weeds and salted earth

Barren

The trees majestic were stumps

The wood turned to ash in fires which

Never warmed us

So we huddled next to the ruined forest

Weeping in the cold

Would that the story be over

How we persist in misery

Roaming to find a fertile place

A peaceful pond or

A clear flowing stream

Something to nourish us

Something to nurture us

Someone to welcome us with our ghosts

We put hand to blade and hand to plough

The work is never done

The work is never done

The light sparks and sputters

We sing to the tinder

Until the soft winding smoke wisps

Into a frosty night

Small flickering flame rising

Here come the horns and flute

Thundering hooves and the call of an owl

Weapons of soil gone feral

Wild in the wood

To create something new

To bring forth that which was left behind

When we left the wilderness

The spirit wells like a rising river

There is a surge as the tide rushes to shore

The moonshine insists

The sun never relents

The face of the earth changes

We turn the earth over in rows

Composting what we once had needed

To grow a fresh crop

From new seeds

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Imperfect Love

My heart loves perfectly

Wholly

Without terms and conditions

My heart is caged

Trapped

Within me

By mind and ego and scars

The past warps expressions

In the rush to emote

I trip over words

Phrased poorly

I am tactless

The worse it goes

The worse I make it

Stumbling and desperate

To give and share the perfect love I feel

The more I try

The more I fall

Stumbling over broken shards of truth

This healing is too hard, I cry

I squash the ego with humiliation

I’m sorry, I say

I’m sorry I’m broken

I’m sorry I wasn’t healed enough

I’m sorry I survived this way

I couldn’t find another way to make it

I couldn’t find a different way to live than this one

I contorted

To be loved

To be understood

I try to be what you need and what you want

Yet in the end I am just this

Mess of partially healed

Partially wounded

Partially wise

Partially healing

Partially damaged

Partially processed

Parts

I am a stew of emotions

I am a bird in flight in the rain

I am the limping wolf

The deer tangled in barbed wire

My heart is caught and wild and pure

If I knew how I would be only peace

If I knew how my words would only soothe

If I knew how my actions would only heal

If I knew how to be invincible

I would cease panicking

Stop suffering

End doubt

Even rocks are not invincible

The world itself suffers

All of life is a blend of love and pain

Light and shadow

I am a layered painting

I am a song of dissonance and harmony

And so are you

And so are you

Loving imperfectly like me

Being imperfectly loved like me

We muddle through it

Wading through this life

Knee deep in mystery

Bog sucking boots

Trying to find dry land again

We slog through the difficulties

Until we’re safe on the forest path

Filtered sunlight and dry trails

Our love growing more confident

Skewed a little more to perfect

A little further way from pained

And we walk joyous together

In the welcoming woods

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Sentinels

Nature’s fortress formed by stone

Deep in the forest flora

The sentinels are growing there

Straight and tall

Straight and true

Shelter for the birds and creatures

Crawling through the day and night

Grazing, hunting, singing bright

Beneath the silent watch of wood

Guardians of all that strive

Protectors of the wilderness

We walk humble through the towering trees

Underneath the canopy of leaves

What will we find

On the other side of the rocks

We climb in reverence

We climb again

Always reaching beyond

The known

To discover another wonder

Mysteries unveiled

Another marker on the trail

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Hearts and Stone

They hang like chimes

Those hearts dangling over earth and stone

To hear their song in the hushed morning mist

Singing tales of brokenness and healing

Is to wander wonderingly into a pinpoint light

Soft and warm against the cool, hard texture

Of stone

Is to remember being wrapped in your arms

In a way that hasn’t happened yet

In a way that may never happen

Except in the floral chimes

Suspended

Protected

Swaying beautifully

Lit from within

Let us soften love

And meet one day on the path

Through fog and forest

Let us soften love

Until the light of us

Becomes one

As the stone blossoms

And hearts softly sing

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In the Forest

What have I become here

In dappled light and sunshine shaded

Growing next to game trails

I grew beyond

I grew beyond each label others placed upon me

I grew beyond boundaries set like stone walls in my mind

I grew beyond it

I grew beyond it all

Wild seeds were spread throughout the understory

Watered by the dew and falling rains

What have I become here

Rising from this dirt and leaves and twigs

Reaching up beyond the detritus of the past

Lifting higher to a new configuration

Walk deep into the forest

With eyes wide open

With listening ears

Walk deeply into the heart of the wood

And see me there

And see me there

Beyond it all