Melting

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When we forget the Ice Age, the woolly mammoths

of our primitive rage, dropping our spears, the world will begin to breathe

once again, and nations will be repaired. Each of us needs a melting,

to remove our ice, to see each other as human, a oneness

embracing our colors with open arms, seeing

our faiths as hearts longing, instead of masks hiding

and that culture can change with the birth

of a new spring, a new hope

of defeating the ice,

because we are all

humans.

Amen.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Dreams

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Are dreams merely watercolors lingering in the back

of our minds? Or are they more of a vision from heaven

waiting to be born, waiting for us to stand up and fight,

for what we believe? Some say you can have, or be whatever

you want, but telling that to the poor would be cruel.

The sick know better, that dreams get us through the fire

they speak to our hearts that we can live

like an acrylic painting lasting, standing out

with bright colors and always knowing

who we are, more real than water.

Living and breathing

the beauty.

Dreams.

 

        

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

A Handful of Pebbles

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Where do you go to dig your well? Exploring, trekking

into the wilderness, searching the largest rocks for a word,

is it Rumi? A source to grab a hold of, a sun-burned prophet,

or an ancient sage? We can dig wells with shovels of wisdom

but My Love has taught me at the seashore, that waves do speak,

that the universe can be found in a seashell,

and that we have all the colors

we need, in a handful

of pebbles.

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Poetry and Images © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Ghost Writers

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When we write from the shell, the tent we live in

the clouds cease to hold their water, leaking cisterns

seldom inspire. But when we have been to the mountains

or riding the clouds on golden chariots, it is then

we can repair the scars, and walk on the heads

of snakes sneaking. Only when we are filled

can we offer a cup

of water

or give colors

to blot out

the grey.

         

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Friday Night Culture – Drums

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Ready to have some fun? Well it is Friday night after all! I decided to take a one night break from my normal writing and stretch out a little.

So here are three different short performances of drums. Sheila E. has to be the best percussionist around today. She is amazing.

Keith Moon is from the rock band the Who, and unfortunately is no longer around, may he rest in peace. He is one of the best drummers in history. If you watch any of the old footage of him, he really seems to be soaring on another plane.

Jen Ledger from the band Skillet is one of the best drummers around. Yes I purposely picked two women, because woman seldom get the credit they deserve when it comes to modern music. The video with Jen is very loud so be careful! Each video is uniquely different but I think the one with Sheila E. is the best. I love these!

More writing on the way tomorrow! Have a great weekend!

Writing © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

image from concertshots.com via google

videos from youtube

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Shadows on the Snow

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Seeing shadows on the snow tells me there is a sun

that there is no reason to fear the grey, and sometimes

a shadow can help us to understand, comprehend

the depth of the white. Even those living

in the darkest night can find a tree to explore

studying the shapes, the lighting until

they are encouraged.

Snow.

 

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Poetry and Images © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

Don’t Let Go

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Don’t let go of that love you use to carry so well

I know, that disease really drained you, took

you to hell and back again, and what they said

about you was horrible, they had no right

and that car accident, I’m not sure how

you survived. But don’t let it bury you

or cause you to hide, trying to be safe.

I know you’re strong but that’s not the point,

allow yourself to feel again, carry your love

that deep love as big as the ocean,

extending far above the sky,

don’t let go of your love for others,

for yourself, carry

your love for life

don’t let go.

Be you,

and live again.

I know you’re in there.

   

Note: This is not about one person. It’s about all of us.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”