Ambivalent to ice outside encasing the winter beauty,
we awaken
staring into each other’s faces,
hands reach, gentling caressing hair
and a smile begins spreading
from her face to mine,
then a twinkle
it is after all,
Valentine’s Day.
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In the calm silence of Christmas morning,
I awaken
reflecting on all the beautiful gifts
already given,
and as I look out my window,
snowflakes begin to tumble,
so I whisper,
“God…..
you know how I love the snow…..”
Merry Christmas everyone!
From our house to yours, regardless of your faith may you be infused with peace, love and joy,
and carry a great sense of hope in your heart.
Amen.
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Peace, love, joy, hope, are all such beautiful parts of our human experience any time of year, but somehow they are especially prominent around Christmastime. Or at least they should be!
And there’s so much light. This is not a religious blog, or even a faith based one and yet, once a year I allow myself some celebrating! I always respect other faiths and people with no faith. That’s who I am as a person.
I’ve mentioned Christmas because I have somewhat of my own tradition here. I share some fiction for a few days. What?? You write fiction too Nico? Yep, I sure do! I love sharing little pieces of light, so I hope you enjoy them this coming week. And I will spread out some poetry throughout. Can you tell I’m having a good time?
Are you curious about some of the fiction? Well there’s Henry Vu, a Vietnamese angel. And there’s Rosa Gonzalez who has a visit from her dead mother. I might also throw in some romance too, such as a story called Popcorn and Tattoos. So hang on!
If you are looking for a more faith based site, I have one you can check out. What??? Yep, it’s true.
http://walkingthroughpsalms.wordpress.com
Peace, and may the vaccine get here soon!
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Our frames will carry the much greater love,
when our spirits are filled
with the quiet solace of peace,
and our bodies and minds
are rested.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Poetry and Image Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
We were so in love My Love, we hardly noticed
the mountain wind moving us closer,
cheeks rosy,
holding each other,
your hair all over the place
our first autumn together,
with tree limbs swaying
while we fell in love.
First kiss memories.
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In each of hearts lives the love, the flow
to create another poem,
to write beyond
what have always known.
To bring healing, and
amen.
Poem, and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
She always loved how he carried the Gift of Tigers…his roar
against the night, permeating
her being down to the bone,
his courage running through her veins,
never dominating.
And he loved the strength of her stride,
the ability to tread on serpents,
her supernatural smile,
how so often she could walk
through the fire of chemo and cancer,
while casting fear off both of them,
with the heart of a lion.
Gifted, both of them…
in each other’s love.
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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 they stood in line waiting to get in, each person stood 6 feet apart, looking at their phones, or their grocery list.
He heard a noise behind him, and a young woman was bending over, picking up her keys. When she stood up, he wanted to shout from the rooftops, “You look amazing!”
but instead he went for softer touch with, “I love your mask!” It worked. Her eyes smiled as she relaxed. And it was a beautiful mask, white with swirls of green,
black, and just a hint of blue. It was like a work of art really. He didn’t know it, but she had been staring at him, and that’s why she had dropped her keys.
There was something about a guy’s shoulder muscles that always threw her for a loop. They started talking about cooking and food.
She loved the fact that he liked Thai food. They started letting other people go around them and they exchanged names and phone numbers.
As they parted he had forgotten what he needed to shop for and she headed to the nearest restroom so she could take off her mask and breathe again! She also splashed some cold water on her face.
Several days later they were zooming and started really getting to know each other. She was thinking, “Finally a guy who cares about more than just my body….”
And he was thinking, She’s so gorgeous!” And they both looked forward to that day, when they could touch……and actually hold each other.
Writing and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
Where did we begin My Love? You were always my blue sky, drawing me into your essence,
and I became your rock, the earth under your feet, ruddy in appearance,
but we both got so lost in each other….. and found at the same time…..
I’m not sure how we happened, where it all began…..but I do know My Love, you will always carry my heart,
and we are safe
in each other’s arms.
Poetry, and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies
Note: Influenced by an earlier work.
