Sometimes the Night

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Sometimes the night can seem so beautiful,

and yet holds such a quiet deception,

the deflection of light

limiting,

our vision.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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The Apocalyptic Journal

 

wild poniesI’ve started writing a new series of very short stories, and poetry with an apocalyptic or post – apocalyptic setting. The Last Fish was one of these. I have written in this vein before and really enjoy it.

In these poems – stories you will always see something positive in spite of the end of all things taking place, or having taken place. And you will see some influences from historical Native American – First Nations stories.

Let me know what you think. They will not always be centered on beauty and nature which are ideas I’m known for I guess. They are absolutely an experiment though. They are not always related, but some I think would make a fine novel!

Thanks for reading, and let me know!

     

Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Wisdom Through the Trees and Stars

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In the most ancient of forests, angels would dwell whispering

secrets to men and to women formed

born from the soil of the Earth,

they rose up slowly

and the Earth called them,

her children

the First People.

It is true the animals listened too

as the Creator spoke wisdom

through the trees, and stars.

And the people still dance

in order to remember.

    

Poetry © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

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