Weekender

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Hello! Some of my blogging friends have tried something with their blogs, that I’ve decided to try as well.

Many now blog on the weekends with maybe a stop by during midweek. It was a tough decision but I will be trying the same.

I really need more time for writing, and have so many projects! For too long I have neglected putting some books together, for love poetry, nature poetry, spirit poems, and my novel I so much want to work on!

The downside to not being here as much, is I will not get to read as many of your wonderful posts! You are all wonderful artists, writers, and people!

When I took a break recently, I realized I needed more time like that. I will still be around, just at a reduced level.

I make no money from writing, but it would be so cool if I did!

I will still share the poetry I’ve been known for, and the short pieces of fiction.

Thank you for your understanding! Leave a message here if you’re looking for my email address. 😎

I wish you peace.

Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Holiday Gifts

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In my gift wrapping this year, I’m wrapping some very special gifts for you my readers.

Did you know I wrote fiction? Don’t worry I will keep them very short! That’s one mistake we fiction writers can make here on wordpress, making them too long. Lol.

Over the next few days I will share some of the adventure that I’ve written.

There’s the heartwarming story of Henry Vu, who was Vietnamese when he lived on the Earth – yet now he is an angel, that goes around helping people!

Then there is the sci-fi post-apocalyptic adventure called The Last People on Planet Earth. How will they find each other?

And I have some cool stories about Native Americans/First Nations people. One character is named Thunder Speaking.

Intrigued? I thought so.

So kick back, de-stress and have some fun.

And yes I’ll throw some poetry into your holiday stocking.

Peace!!

    

Writing and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

We Find Ourselves Connected

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Our tragedies don’t always make us better warriors,

don’t always make us stronger

having our wings singed,

and faith pulled forcibly from our hearts.

But we do become more human

as we see our brothers

our sisters, struggling

somehow

we know the scars

as we find ourselves connected

in the fight.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies