The earth seemed young back then, primal somehow, when I began
searching through those deep woods trails
the earth veiled in a cloak, I already knew though
the certainty of owls wings in the night
that mist will burn away,
and that the Almighty declared….
we were never alone.
We each will find our way.
Poetry and Image Copyright © 2015, revised 2021 rivers renewed
Note: Pieces here originally posted in 2015
I know it’s strange to hear from me this time of day but some strange things are happening. First I have felt pulled, or actually drawn to particular faith based topics. This has not happened in many years!
Yet, I find myself searching, meaning spiritually. This is very unusual.
I won’t bore you with details, but I will say I can’t stand most churches. Ok that’s out now. Tradition and liturgy are ok though.
I have no inclination to write anything political, and fiction is out of the question, because I’m still recovering from the fall that occurred almost 3 weeks ago!
Add to that I have dealt with chronic pain for the past several years, and lately it has been real bad. So bad in fact, I’ve actually thought about not blogging anymore. Weird!
And when I think of that, I always, I mean always, have a poem stirring within my spirit. What? Is writing a calling?
And the Vietnamese angel Henry Vu is so tied up now in Washington D.C. trying to protect our democracy, he may never be available to visit with us.
Gosh, so many strange things……. and yet there is always the dawn.
Writing and Image Copyright © 2021 rivers renewed
It was nearing December when his heart began speaking,
yet he wondered if he would see
the peace of snow falling
in the evergreen trees.
It was waiting for him…
if he would only listen.
Poetry and Image Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
We took each other’s hand that day, with the leaves changing into the gold and burning reds,
having already chosen our fire with commitment, pledging ourselves,
pledging our hearts, and when I stared into your eyes that day…. I knew, and I still know……I still say, “I do”.
Happy Anniversary, My Love!
My wife and I have been married a long time.
Yes, life has changed us some, but our love always sees us through the tragedies. We would not want to spend our lives with anyone else.
Today’s not our actual day. We don’t share the date on the internet.
Wishing you peace.
Poem, and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
As the winter fades, sacred are the winds
that carry new life to our ruins,
a pervasive warmth
a softer, gentler rain
washing away
our devastation.
We are hopeful now,
spring
is finding us.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies
On the ridgetop you and I could see why prophets weep over the valley,
and the strength of rivers reaching
into and beyond the dry bones.
Even today the tribes still seek
the safety of stone
a sacred space
to keep all their prayers.
You cried a little
when you finally saw it.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Each journey most sacred, takes us beyond our trauma
beyond who we mostly were,
moving us to not let go,
maybe not making us stronger
but taking us further, shaping us
into the person
we were meant to be.
To a place of trusting
once again.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
As I walk through the forest unseen, blending into the trees
God speaks
in the tall branches.
Usually He is very quiet
as I listen
to the silence of the leaves
in the wind.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Happy New Year everyone! No I’ve not had too much eggnog!
Ok, I admit it, it’s not really the New Year quite yet, but I’m taking a little break, and it will be 2019 soon!
And this is a good time to say thank you for a wonderful year. So thank you!
I realize my work is not as popular as it once was, but I’m still having a great time. I love writing even though I don’t make any money from it!
On my break I’ll be spending time with family, and working on my novel that I’ve mentioned before.
I’ve learned and grown this past year so I’m redirecting the novel, just slightly to reflect that.
I need to recharge, and I’m beginning a new exercise program! I want look good for my honey, who I refer to as My Love!
I have scheduled a few posts until I return.
My wife and I wish you a healthy, happy 2019, great peace, and wonderful blessings!!!
Writing and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
Within our oceans, we see so beautifully the earth, our future
as unlimited, and perhaps,
a small part of
where we fit,
where we belong.
I am continuing to write a lot, including a novel. Actually, I’ve started several but the most recent work is the most promising.
Writing is a surge within my life. Poetry for me is part of the life unseen, that flows through each of us.
And unfortunately right now, I think it is time to move on. I say this not because it was the plan. I believe I have no choice.
I have mentioned before that this site is being manipulated, by an outside source – so the heck with it. The site has been spiraling down.
I never enjoyed rebooting, or resending, a single piece of work out more than once. But it was the only way I could think of to save the site. It was a risk, but everything is a risk.
I know what this site has done in the past, and I have seen so wonderfully what this site can do if left alone.
But the damage is too great now. I meant it the other day – when I said the past few weeks have been a wild ride! That post was the beginning of saying goodbye.
I will try to remember times like that when I think of this blog.
My wife is not only a beautiful woman, and the love of my life, she has a great deal of wisdom.
She believes I should only take an extended break, then post once in a great while, sort of like Facebook. I doubt I can do that, right now I don’t want to see any blogs, anywhere.
For all those that have been supportive of this site, and many of you have been for a long time, I thank you from the bottom of my heart! I will always be grateful.
You can contact me by email: Nicodemasplusthree@gmail.com
I don’t really know where I belong, but apparently I’m not supposed to be here. I will keep writing though, someplace else.
I have one more post, which is more of a prayer than anything else.
Thank you again, I wish you peace.
Poetry, Commentary and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
