Playing at War

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When we stop making games where people die

pretending there’s glory in a gun and a flag,

the light will shine a little brighter

in the sky. And we will smile more

embracing each other,

at least a little,

and our children

will grow up

to say

get rid

of war.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

The Portal

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It was through the stone pillars at the monument that the portal was established. As the angels first stepped through, and overlooked the countryside, they wondered if they were too late. It would be easier this way, to travel through time, instead of space. Only one person in the town looked up and disbelieving what he saw, he turned away. The angels tucked their wings away, and got to work, because time was precious.

What were they here to save us from? From sinners? From pollution? It was the toughest assignment any angel could have. They were here to help us rid ourselves……of hate.

      

Writing and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Wounded Tiger

tiger photo from pinterest

I’m sick and tired of this wounded tiger ruining my life

in pain ready to strike back, fangs extended, snarling

at every perceived cut, stone throwing, maybe a spear

sent in the form of a look. The tiger crouches

ready to attack, enough of this nonsense.

Wounds carried as trophies –

retract your claws –

and get out of my life

take your pain with you,

because you don’t belong

here anymore.

I know who I am now.

         

Poetry © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

image from pinterest

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Talking with Eagles

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As we climb the mountain with the wind in our hair

it’s easy to look back wondering how we got free,

and we can see the past for what it truly was.

As we reach the summit, we can be amazed

 at our own strength, capturing the spirit

of the eagle soaring. It’s true

that if we talk to an eagle

we may not get an answer,

but they will often help us

with asking,

the right questions.

         

 Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Whale Song II

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Did she do the right thing? As she stood in the bow of her flagship, the Queen wondered if she had rushed the marriage. They had taken her love from the prison island and he was only the shell of a man now. He was so weak, it took two men to carry him to the longboat, and then up into the ship.

He had forbidden her to look at him in this condition, and she turned away out of respect. After he had cleaned up, and shaved he was ready to see her. Was it just sympathy saying, they should marry right now, right here on the ship? The Captain consented and the marriage was done quickly, so that her love, the Viscount could rest. She wore a plain blue-grey dress for the ceremony, to make everyone feel more comfortable.

The ship lunged forward now, as the huge blue whale pulled even harder on the harness, the bow went down, then back up again. The whales had been so kind to offer this, in order to rush them back home. As she stood on the bow thinking, she was torn, knowing how deeply she loved him. She never wanted to be parted from him again, and the only way for that to happen, at least in her day, was to marry. But would they be able to have children? Would she have a true marriage?

It was then she heard the whale song. Off the port side of the ship another whale leaped into the air, and came crashing down, into the dark water. It was her counterpart calling her, the Queen of the Northern Whales. She spoke to her mind and said, “Do not worry dear one!” “I have a gift for you…..just a glimpse really…..but a wonderful gift!” She continued with, “Now close your eyes…..”

The Queen on the flagship closed her eyes anxiously, and immediately saw her castle home. There she was with her love, decked out in a military uniform, looking healthy and handsome……….and as tears came to her eyes, she saw children! She counted……..and there were six! The oldest was having a birthday party. Somehow she knew her first child’s name…….it was Maria.

With tears streaming now, the vision vanished and she opened her eyes. Between the sobs she managed to sing a beautiful whale song back to her counterpart. It was a song of gratitude.

      

 Writing and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Arrows of Art

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As the nations rage, and children cry

with rockets screaming, we know the way

through the smoke and confusion.

May we have the courage to create

launching our arrows of art

and photography, our lances filled

with the living poetry, into the hearts

of the spirits, of despair and hate.

It has always been a war

to fight for love

and acceptance,

making our world

a more beautiful place.

Launch your arrows.

      

Poetry © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Monet

Monet from Pinterest

With a simple paintbrush he could see the horizon

that it was not a destination, but light between worlds,

a way of thinking really, bending colors, identifying

the softness. Just a hint of humans passing through

time, walking softly between colors and light.

A lot of blue with green, often a sky.

Monet.

       

 Poetry © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

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