Beach Flowers

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As the summer recedes and slowly pulls away from the beach,

at least the flowers are persistent, still pulling life

from barren sand.

This always amazes me.

     

All I want from this summer My Love,

are our memories. Of you and I in our beach chairs,

and playing in the waves.

       

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The Calling

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If there is a calling for us humans, it is simply

to take care of one another

not a doctrine, nor a candle

just a place –

in the heart.

      

A refreshing compassion

is a bubbling brook

in a dry land.

      

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Respecting the Elegance

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We were married with such fine China and silver, My Love

and over the years battles raged outside, nearly

costing us our souls, and yet here we are

still carving, still etching the stone

tablets of our history.

       

Respecting the words we said so many years ago,

and the elegance of our love,

covered in lace.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies

When There is the Hint of Autumn

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When is just a hint of autumn in the air, a cool morning, I think of us

planning our wedding, so many years ago. Talking

with Rev. Ann, and your aunt getting her house ready,

for that wonderful day and the reception.

       

I was surprised we paid off the ring so quickly, and I was in love with the way it looked

 on your beautiful finger. I always think of us when

there is the hint of autumn

in the air.

        

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies

As Seagulls Peer Into the Waves

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As seagulls peer into the waves, expecting the night to fall,

an older couple refuse to give up their walk

in spite of the chill, and the sun setting

still holding hands, having been

through enough hell

to never let go

of love, or

of each other.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies