poetry, fiction, nature, culture, compassion, love
And I saw the edge of a hawk’s wing filled with wind,
while the crow lived in the shadows waiting his turn,
but within a whisper
I was brought back to earth,
the smell of lavender and vanilla,
My Love rolling over,
planting a kiss on my cheek.
Her smile saying,
“Good morning”.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In the clouds turning, slowly rolling in on themselves
light forms and fills
pushing away shadows,
and I realize heaven
is even closer,
than I ever dreamed.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
When peace calls us, in our need to pull away,
our heart will lead us
to the unseen
beyond shadows mysterious
to be filled
with spirit….. and light.
Poetry and Image © Copyright, 2019, ancient skies
I’ll be resting in my garden with my eyes only half closed
dreaming, aware of the earth’s spin
and of poems floating
through the clouds.
I’ve decided to take a summer break, which for me does not include hiding on Instagram and Twitter!
I will still be here, only less often. In addition to trips to the beach and the mountains I will be on photographic journeys.
Did you know that was my other hobby?
I’m also making time for something I’ve really wanted to do……and that is reading, as in reading books!
Reading outside is even more amazing. Now where did I put my sunglasses?
Poetry, Additional Writing, and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
When I walk I never walk to a place, but simply
to take in the peace of the sky,
the shape of the clouds
while dreaming of poems,
a prayer will escape sometimes
from my spirit
while I breathe in
all that was made.
Have you seen the clouds today?
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In waves of cloudflow, birdsong travels
to a future time, sending notes
and prayers
to our coming spring.
And Earth begins her warming.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Hope ascending, as we consider
poems and prayers
and sunlight
glistening
in the clouds.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
