Welcome Home

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After working the night shift one morning, on the long drive home, he noticed the temperature on his car,

the thermometer was continuing to drop, 2 degrees…..down to 1……would it drop to 0?

He watched the road carefully, and the thermometer, trying to stay awake. Suddenly….there it was….0 degrees!

He celebrated with a few shouts….he had never seen 0 degrees before.

As he pulled into the driveway, he noticed she had left the Christmas lights on, around the front windows.

He stopped for a second staring at the wreath on the front door. It was Christmas finally. He walked up thinking.

Would she still be sick, laid up in bed? How far down would the infection take her?

He did love her so incredibly much it was beyond words really.

He decided to stop worrying about her dying, pushed the fear aside and turned the key……in the door…..

Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Note: This is from a ghost of Christmas past. It’s recorded there were alot of hugs that day.

Writing with the Winter Wind

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I haven’t decided yet if I’m still a river, but in the winter I do seek to write, filled with the winter wind,

with a touch of sparkle glinting off the snow. I reach in, and out at the same time with at least a partial measure of spirit, or try to.

I find writing from the spirit to be more honest, shaping words from what we cannot see. Connecting.

I love writing, so thank you for reading my posts!

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Accountable

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Did you know our constitution established 3 different branches of government?

There is the Congress, the judiciary, and the president. Each are to be co-equal.

And that it’s the job of the Congress to control the purse strings of government?

as well as hold the president accountable? It’s in the constitution.

Ain’t that something? It’s their job.

You see in the colonial times they were very concerned about the president having too much power,

having had some bad experiences with tyranny and the King of England.

So now, today, if we don’t hold the president accountable, where is our democracy?

     

Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Sunset of December

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I was up high in the sunset of December

with shadows of tree limbs covering

and hawk wings flying over,

giving me a wild feeling untamed

yet I turned back to the valley

having surrendered, with dreams

of a hot cup of tea,

and My Love cooking

some spicy noodles.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Note: Sometimes small things are more beautiful.