unto time must given
I spend
at late without passion felt –
stars appear now
and again
finding home, yet
just a resting place
for tears
gathered between
a dusk and daybreak –
fault I find none
no court to be assembled
verdict but my own –
freedom it lies
heartlessly awaiting
the first call of winter
timeless still – for the first
touch of spring
bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2008
Signed bkmackenzie 
comments welcome-
Barbara, this is beautiful and excellent. I love the hushed tone, the waiting, like a breath being held. I especially love
stars appear now
and again
finding home, yet
just a resting place
for tears
gathered between
a dusk and daybreak –
Those lines really touched me deeply. It’s amazing to me how your poems seem to always correlate with something that’s going on in my life. Or maybe it’s just the interpretation I bring to the read. Either way, I love it.
Julie, you are so kind – I love that you can the personalize words to your life — I pray it is a good way and that all is going well in your world of words and wonder —
Your words are always uplifting and encouraging –thank you!!
Getting close to that “last day of November” I love so much, for whatever reason.
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Happy (belated) Birthday again, barbara. Keep celebrating, and also Happy Thanksgiving. E and I are Thankful to call you “friend.”
Thank you Geoff and “E” for my birthday cake — I ate the whole thing — now I have to eat turkey –“Oh, My” —
Yes, your day is coming soon — I hope you celebrate your November 30th date — you and “E” with sipping some leaves —before winter sets in —
HAPPY THANKSGIVING to you and “E” also —“E” what is your favorite dish — I love yams — and, pumpkin pie —
I am to you both for your friendship also, and all you kind words —
Beautiful photo and poem. Your site is truly a pleasure to visit.
Karen,
Thank you so much for your comments and stopping by Soul Intention. Your site is filled with beautiful photos and words – I am so happy to have met you here —
barbara