Riding the river of goodbye
nights alone taking songs to bed instead of you Heart resigned to half the life we had until we dance again arms yes arms wrapped soft and tight I see you there downriver waiting for my dreams to float the river shoals Less of forever to go around each bend And we will hear our voices say hello and dance outside the time of sleep
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Stars begin to drop
into the growing dark of a clear night sky as I come down the mountain to our woods the path familiar my feet sure in waning light I went up alone craving you the burn cleared granite comfort warm at sunset words escaping into the rising drafts as song wait for me I will be there given time
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There may still be
wind, that has not kissed
Or light on vernal
water, not seen through
Or singing, that has
yet to hum along
Or time with friends, dancing
in green waves, sand on
Or words to share, flowing
from the mouth of
But, there was always love, with
you, so if I skip the rest
to waltz out in your arms,
It will be enough to
know these gifts waited
with me, just in case.
Audio: Read by the author.
A birthday poem for Mike
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a single voice in open throated song
its beauty and intent a gift
can open hearts, tap into tears of joy
waves of brilliance sent out to meet infinity
a single voice can speak of love
tendrils creeping softly to surround the soul
spun strands of shimmering delight
to last forever if only as a memory
a single voice can crush
the spirit of a trusting child
or shower it with all it needs
to grow and light the world in turn
a single voice can stand against the dark
one simple flame of truth to push back
those who hate and would destroy
and join with other sparks to light a torch
a single voice can cry for help
from frozen valley shadows
faith laying bare all fear and need
certain that another voice will answer
I am here
music often moves me to tears, and listening to a brilliant young singer recently started me thinking about the power of just one voice.