Our Oneness with the Earth

Blue Pine with Snow

In the whispers of the first snow, an affirmation

of peace

as we consider

our oneness with the earth,

and that we’ve been given

a calmness

in our spirits.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies


Splintered Rays of Light


Even in our fractured world, there are still memories of what flowers did,

and splintered rays of light, chasing shadows from our grey,

causing loose particles of love to float,

within our reach, as we jump

and grasp, we can hold onto them now

even if they are just fragments,

pieces really, keeping us



Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Dakota Dream


In the middle of the battle I often think of the Dakota.

A dream, in the mountains, horses

approach snorting, pawing the ground

feathers dangle, but their war paint is missing.

At the campfire I ask, “How

did you survive, when so many

have perished?”

A pipe is silently passed from one

to another, as I inhale, the answers dawn

without words, smoke

takes our prayers to heaven,

and peace again stills the heart


within us.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Resting Under the Pine Trees


With the safety of being under the pine branches, I allowed the light

to find me, only with small streaks.

The warmth of the earth

surprised me, and shadows embraced

my mind, as I lay down

with the smell of Christmas,

I remember hearing

a blue-jay singing

close by

as I drifted off,

dreaming of my spirit floating

over the mountains.


 Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies