Pure Light

Light Streaming

Pure light will always make shadows,

as if covering us

with a set of wings

enabling, showing us

we can walk through it

causing our heart

to have confidence.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Writers

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We were writers back then, weren’t we My Love?

Writing over every scar,

infusing every story

with the imprint of the other

inseparable really,

an edge

to our day and night

as we got lost in each other’s arms

and found out who

we really were

with fresh lines

we even spoke our own language,

had a certain wildness.

Love written

on our hearts,

so amazingly…….

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Walking with the Shadows

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A twig snaps under my foot, as I stop in mid-stride

a crow drops noisily on a large branch,

bouncing, looking, inspecting

my progress, while I let my foot down

gently. I stand remembering

the First People,

Crow, they were called

and that chief,

named Standing Bear. Shadows

moving through the trees,

leaving only feathers –

the crow hides quietly

this time on a taller branch,

perhaps there was a ghost

brushing

against the ferns.

I start walking again, silently

with shadows blending.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies