Sky Reaching


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



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

I’ll Be Resting in My Garden


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