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  Apr 2016 Tommy Jackson
Denel Kessler
Missing and regret
veil the morning
the sun's heat
won't break the chill
I seek sanctuary
in the kitchen
dogs at my feet  
vigilantly hoping
I'll drop something

I let them outside
to run and sniff
the frosty folds
for coyote and raccoon
while I take in the view
the Sound so sun-bright
it mists my eyes
blue Cascades beyond
dipped in new snow

I wish to be
that pristine
no footprints
marring my surface
all I ever was
but will never
be again
frozen, buried
gone beneath.
Though our struggles we overcome.
We trust and with a Leap of Faith.
We soar to higher heights we free.
We hang on with no regrets to God.
For we are only flying because of him.
For his Spirit is our co-pilot and helper.
For in him, we need to fear nothing here.
For he has already seen our every victory.
But actually , they are all his victories through us.
Tommy Jackson Apr 2016
Being golden
We think were young
Pretending to be 16
Under the sun
Skin gets baggy
Eyes sink
Lessons learned
Now my turn
To dive deep into life
It's just begun
  Apr 2016 Tommy Jackson
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The moon wades the sea
and lifts his curved blade

to cut loose the tide
tied to the shore

and it's high time I listen
for the secret word

that tells me to turn
out the light and go home.
~
How all those stand!
Two windows  face to face
In front of an abstract day
How the waves come back!

Unspoken words come out
Err of Season flooding flowers
Spreading Smell
Spring of vain dreams

In the wet air
Mews in the distant horizon
Aloof mind spins in the compulsive time
Wants to buy what pays for

A Springtime
Restless dreams of bubbles
In a very blue sky
Playing within an unknown day

Moving with the mystic cradle
Imaginable house of cards
Keep covered with feathers
Playing within the Light and Shadow
~
  Apr 2016 Tommy Jackson
wordvango
it is too late to say sorry
when amends are pretty flowers
and
the memory resides planted six feet under
the green grass
and weeds all growing over
the
scar in the earth
no matter
the tears you water
the ground under
your feet
or the rose in your hand
so next time
grow
your flowers where
you vow to get planted
yourself
or grab a handful of
earth in your hand
and dance
breathing
hard and
smiling
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