Rainey Birthwright

Rainey Birthwright Aug 2015

Hands

my hands fit so
well in yours
your hands have
touched me deep
bumping my skin
how they sent
me on frenzies
of late mornings
bare to alleyways
by misty sea on
a rounded hill
your hands have
eyes that see me
i hoped my hands
saw you as blindly
o how i miss them
the way we lost
each other only
to touch and land
over inside bodies
your cool hands
are lushy and white
flesh feather plucked
call me little burns
who trace downs
the valley fingers
branches twined
with shy red hair
tangled and us
winged in skye
my hands so fit
well in yours

#love #past #dizzy #lovely

Rainey Birthwright Aug 2015

There Was A Rose I Saw Once Bloomed

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There was a rose I saw once bloomed,
Cuddled in stone yard garden, set free,
To fire in midsummer fields maid loom,
On the village path that ends by the sea.

The wind dances with you in the sun

O rose of happiness and of sorrows,
My heart is in bloom as you are true,
I love a boy so grand and unknowing
And I have no words, or song, or tune.

My heart sings with you in the sun

Little wee flower, who danced me away,
My dear companion, for a soul set free,
Nestled within walls of stone on parade,
Till one morn gone on a walk to the sea.

*Winds and my heart break in the sun

#flowers #happiness #sea

Rainey Birthwright Aug 2015

Greeting Door

Out in the opens, I loved you fair,
A greeting door of wishes left ajar,
My heart was true consummation,
Offered up to you, beautiful laddie,
Hands held out for your windy soul
And one day my promises became,
Just woulds and pines and beach,
A childish strand of story charms,
Now a love goes cold, ungathered,
A rag of cloths hangs nigh to ribs,
I leave my prints on knotted wood,
My greeting door is closed to you.

#love #heartbreak #girl #boy

Rainey Birthwright Aug 2015

I Do Not Wish

I do not wish to see how love fades
Like a new moon, once full, sinking
Into the blackened ocean horizons,
I only wish for eyes blind as hopes.

I do not wish to hear how words lie
And promises only lead to sorrows,
How the strings of words string us
Along from daylight into long darks.

I do not wish to speak what I do not
Feel, as rock in abandoned quarries,
I only wish for wings to sail forward,
As ocean birds do, well on their way.

#prayer #hope #faith #wish

Rainey Birthwright Aug 2015

Nova Scotia

I wish to go to Nova Scotia
And long to play in Breton fields,
Faraway and over the oceans,
For ever a bonnie soul shall lead.

I wish to row for Nova Scotia
And glide above the seas trembling,
Far beyond my earthly devotions,
Where ever a bonnie soul shall lead.

    I see long oars in every tree,
    In ocean swells, a boat for me,
    A lull of melodies in seabirds call,
    Beyond the wave is music and song.

I will follow a star to Nova Scotia
And suffer on seas of forgetfulness,
To play a fiddle with joyful Scotians,
For ever a bonnie soul has needs.

    I see long oars in every tree,
    In ocean swells, a boat for me,
    A lull of melodies in seabirds call,
    Beyond the wave is music and song.

#love #hope #dreams #wish

Aug 2015

beth fwoah dream

the sea sings of...

the sea sings of
all my sadness,
i hear it in the waves that
beat relentlessly,
in the sky that dreams of softness,
in the sands that stretch like golden tides.

#sky #waves #sands