I Danced in Her Waves

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In my wildness I danced in her waves,


in her smile, set free in her tide


again and again

she banished

any brokenness remaining.


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The Quiet Moments of Winter III


In the moonlight through our window, we hold each other closer

breathing in her hair, I can see the outline of trees covered

again. She whispers in the night, “I’ve always wanted

to be held by you…..” I drift off dreaming

of the wind carrying us away.

Is love softer in the winter snow?


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He Knew He Was Her Storm


Having seen his own ice melting, the frozen within,

he knew he was her storm, with both peace

and yet carrying a raging blizzard.

She loved him, that much was certain,

and her fire kept him sane,

showed him how to pray really,

and one day as the snow fell

he knelt on the rock, and prayed

he would always be worthy

of her honor.


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In the Light that is Barely Dawn


A thin layer of ice on the corners of the window now,

as you gently move the curtain aside, she stirs

next to you under layers, lumps under her mother’s quilt

as you see only a hint of the sun, and you realize

there is joy in the mystery of another day,

a sparkle returns

to your eyes again, as you stretch

and your wings extend, covering

your Love, with a beautiful shadow

and you begin forming –

shaping the words

of a new poem, in the light

that is barely dawn.


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The Queen’s Journey

brown-woman from bridesHer skin was bathed in frankincense and myrrh, the dark one

clothed in layers of gold linen, descending

from the mountains of Cush, having conquered dozens

of nations, and the hearts of men

she was never faint

for love, and yet

his voice seemed to call to her,

his wisdom

would he accept her anointing?

As they approached the Great City

where he flowed like rivers

she knew, before their eyes ever met

they would conquer

each other.


Note: This is speaks of King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba

Poetry © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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