January, Please Stay

January, Please Stay

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Reveal the hidden
Within the frozen
Pockets
Buried deep within the arctic tempered
Earth
January, you give us pause
Cause us to hunt
Long and hard
Beyond your surface washed in
Battleship and slate
You seem to keep your brush in tones
Of every shade of grey

But I believe you have secrets
Mystery buried
In these monochromatic days

Coded and encrypted
Shrouded
Covered
Still hidden
Blanketed
Earth’s cumulus horizons wear
Her clouded smokey veil
Once we decide to see
The beauty in the shadows
There is glory all around

The lens of longing
Melts mere grey

Revealing nature’s song
Her symphony
A hallelujah chorus
Rocks sing out
In harmony with
Trees, naked, stripped
Bare

January
Quiet preacher of cold truth
January
please stay

January
Pour out your liquid silver
Let us cherish it as gold

January
Linger longer
In the cold with lessonsĀ of the Truth

Sit us by the embers of a January hearth
And teach us once again
Your January lessons
School us gently
In your mysteries
For
We are a people slow to learn
The truth

January, oh January please stay
If only one more day

Joining Laura

By Water

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By Water

Dreams were washed
By wave on wave, of cursive lines
Laced in rhythm
Laced in rhyme

Feet were washed
By lapping tongue of salty pluff-mud’s saline brine
Cleansed by water
Cleansed by time

Head was washed
By sacred droplets at the altar, as a child
Touched by holy
Touched by grace

Dive in, I dictate to my heart
And words
You
Must swim together
Both
Up and down the stream
With and against
Moon-driven tides
The heavens tell the water
Orchestrate
The ebb and flow
As a mother to her child
I whisper, you must go

I stand beside the water’s edge
Toes
Buried in course shades of broken shell’s tan
sand

Remaining by the water
Anchor
Set
Sail’s upright
Reflecting
By Water
Moonglow my sole light

Throw each word
And dream into the sea

And by the water
I will stay
Safe by the water

We remain

A Titleless Poem

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A Titleless Poem

Somehow you are too bare and raw
without a name
Emptied of a banner over you
Hold a quiet pause
as if your very breath
You appear to
Come to me as
All the unknown people
I have never met
Wrapped in a place that holds
The unmarked spot
Like the tombs of soldiers
Never named
Known only
Unknown

So I will name you
With what I have been given too
Embrace you with my words
Call you all the Grace that ever lived
Poured down from Heaven, unto the Earth
Transform you with vibrant
Pantone color of the year
Shade you with every one
All life and color that has come before
Pull you into the company
Of those who share the name
Amazing
What a name can do

Grace looks good on you

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Joining my friend Laura and her beautiful community