The Hope of Spring


In the springtime we are redeemed, aren’t we? Within the warm air

a flower teaches us rebirth, and a light rain

washes us, lifting our spirits

hopeful, we look forward

to the earth infusing

our poetry,

and art.


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Within the Renewal


Within the renewal there is a stronger revelation,

a better wing, and fewer


I cannot be on a break without saying thank you! Your love, support, and wonderful comments have been absolutely amazing. Your insights about life and blogging have been wonderfully filled with insight.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I am strengthened.

I will be visiting your sites again the first part of next week, while maybe offering up a post late this weekend. After that I hope to share poetry consistently.

In the meantime I’ll be focusing on renewal, family, and work.

I wish you peace.


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So Many Words Spoken Over Us


So many words spoken over us, at times unseen

as if they gently rested

on our shoulders, whispering

into our spirits, both

hawks and doves,

so that in our peace we can

pull down every particle of grey

and black smoke


creeping in from our ruined history.

Until finally

there is enough glory

to write a poem,

pulled down

from the sky.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies