Our Spirits Within


Poems and prayers may be etched in stone

yet only after they fill us


in our most sacred of spaces,

the human heart,

our spirits within.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

With Our Heart Songs


With our heart songs, with those unspoken prayers,

we shape and reshape the pliable scars

until, there’s a viable spirit

once again, for ascending

for some pulling down of heaven

to us

creating the hope for our art,

for our children

a future

we can believe in.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Sand Dunes


I was in my heart on a dry day, and the ocean wind would not satisfy, no matter how much I believed.

So I went through the dunes hunting. Hunting for a reason some people are healed…..

and why some only have the faith of a little bird, with small wings.

Still others are a tortoise shell, hiding their heart, protecting themselves at all costs.

I breathed, and I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t keep holding it all, so I let it all go……every heartache.

And finally I allowed myself……to embrace the wind……from the ocean. 


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies