Sky Reaching

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Sky reaching into our spirits declaring

the beauty of our world

in the simple movement

of clouds,

and birds

in the tapestry of blue.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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In A Quiet Wind

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In a quiet wind, leaves dance

and our healing takes shape,

in the form of words

drifting

into a poem.

I love how leaves are carried

for miles,

down the mountain.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Writers

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We were writers back then, weren’t we My Love?

Writing over every scar,

infusing every story

with the imprint of the other

inseparable really,

an edge

to our day and night

as we got lost in each other’s arms

and found out who

we really were

with fresh lines

we even spoke our own language,

had a certain wildness.

Love written

on our hearts,

so amazingly…….

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

He Surrendered His Dragon

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He surrendered his dragon as the huge beast bowed at her feet. Her long brown hair flowed behind her

and down her her long white gown trailing in the wind. But she was far from a damsel in distress. A true warrior,

her royalty was the strength of nations. As she gently laid down her shield, she knew he was worthy.

He dismounted and his first line was, “Love does give us the strength……and the courage……to find who we truly are.”

And so it all began….

      

Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Note: Did you know I write fiction too?

Ghosts Often Keep Silent

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In the mist, in the density of fog, ghosts often keep silent

taking away even the joy

of birds chirping

preferring a silent forest,

yet keeping their presence

their shadows as they

blip

in and out, waiting

saving the scare

for tourists with too much cologne

and clean,

expensive tennis shoes.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies