Finding Each Other

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I learned how to turn and shape my discovery,

my emblazoned star

into a more pliable romance,

so she would notice me,

and we could both walk out of this mess together,

seeking wholeness. We did find

the right shoes though,

used, but in remarkable condition.

And she spun, twirled

in her cotton skirt,

with the sun in her hair

the scent of lavender

defending us,

and that’s how it all began really,

our journey together.

     

Note: Sometimes we find ourselves by finding each other.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

The Colors of the Night Sky – Part V

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When she awoke he was already outside braving the eternal blizzard, known as the Forbidden Winter.

She began preparing to leave again, saddling her horse, checking the pack animals……

she also connected to his mind, saying…..“I’m here!” He grumbled something inaudible and said he wondered where she was….

she smiled to herself. She knew they would survive, this and many other battles.

Fighting terrible beasts known as Slashers and their demonic blades, angry Behemoths, and ti – no…..not tigers. He had the Gift of Tigers.

They would protect him and help him, sensing the gift and his spirit.

And they would never harm her, now that they shared the strength of his purple light.

After she checked her weapons, she mounted, and rode in his direction…..

“Do you sense the tiger yet?”  she asked.

“Yes, are you sure about this?……” “Yes, just follow her.” “Her?” “Yes.”

He did so without fear, as if the tiger was a friend, which to him was amazing……the tiger led him through the blinding snow.

Several hours of high winds later, he was slowing down. The wind had drained his strength. The tiger stopped when he did, looking back.

Tana gave him some incentives, visions of herself……she actually teased him, with her eyes at first.

Then her mouth, so sensual and even the tatoo on her chest. It worked. He was able to stay awake and press forward.

He yelled, “You are in so much trouble when we finally meet!”

She chuckled, and encouraged him again with her eyes……

The End.

Writing and Image  © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

The Colors of the Night Sky – Part IV

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Fusing bone back together was exhausting from this distance. She was almost a week away by horseback……

Just before dawn she decided to rest……but having touched his skin with her light,

even from this distance, she couldn’t help dreaming of him. All of the prophecies were true…..

she carried those words within her, and she could sense him, his very essence of who he was – when she healed his bone…..and even now.

She turned over, biting her lip even in her sleep.

And he could think of nothing but her, as he made ready to walk out of the landing craft into the hell of the Forbidden Winter.

The craft would be sinking into the frozen abyss within hours, according to the data.

He was mostly well, and needed to walk a little more than 4 hours until the ice field ended……

and this woman named Tana, from the Ebb People, had showed herself to him in a vision, or was it a dream?

She was the most beautiful, dazzling, yet strangest looking woman he had ever seen….Her eyes themselves seemed to be alive,

as oceans of the deepest blue. On her face were 2 small tattoos, one on each cheek, swirls symbolizing the ocean.

Her hair, was jet black, with large bangs……and yet there was purple flowing, actually flowing in her hair, in waves.

She had touched the deepest parts of him……did she know what he was thinking? How badly he wanted her?

      

Writing and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

The Colors of the Night Sky – Part III

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In his dream he was back at the gym, working out, working on his guns curling some barbells.

He was always happy with the way his arms turned out, especially when he caught the blond he liked, staring. Then she turned away.

“What is that noise……?” He woke up with a start wondering…..shutting off the Geo-Thermal Imaging Scanner. He began modifying the screen to accept the data.

It was -10 degrees outside, and the wind was moving at 40 miles an hour, sometimes more……

and it was snowing heavily. “Great, just great!”, He said out loud.

It was then that her colors began filling his mind……along along with the darkness of the deep night sky,

her voice so beautiful, was saying to his mind, “I can help you….with your leg…..”

He couldn’t help mentioning how cold it was outside. The colors stopped moving and disappeared leaving only the darkness of the night.

He panicked and said,

“Hello?”

He didn’t know she had stopped in her tracks, realizing now he had landed in the zone called “The Forbidden Winter”.

Swirling, pulsing, colors returned and she said,

“I can still help you…..with your leg……bare your leg so I can see it…..”

He thought of responding with something suggestive, but decided not now…..Purple light, or was it a mist? began surrounding his leg.

He fell asleep saying……

“I don’t even know your name…..”

    

Writing © Copyright 2020, ancient skies, image from National Geographic 

Creative Writing and Spice

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This is a creative writing blog, and as you probably know, I love writing poetry and fiction!

And I am a person of faith. I was a very conservative person years ago, but no longer.

No, it was not Donald Trump that changed my views, but his success confirmed what I already knew.

Anyway it’s been at least 5 years since I walked away from conservativism.

Now, I’ve said these things, to let you know that I do have boundaries, or a framework for my writing.

I don’t ever remember typing a curse word here. I don’t condemn anyone that does, but I’ve decided not to.

When it comes to love, it is God given and perfectly natural to write about. Can it go overboard? Absolutely!

Some people of faith though avoid love like the plague, but I think that’s a real shame.

I’m a writer, and this young couple we have just met in The Colors of the Night Sky will find each other, and yes there will be some spice.

I will not go overboard. My intention is to write a great story, that’s authentic.

I’m having a great time writing!

Thank you for reading!

     

Writing and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

The Unseen Between Us

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In the middle of the night is when that unseen energy pulls us closer. I love when you reach out for me in your sleep My Love,

you not only declare your love for me, but you check on the universe, believing it will remain aligned, still on course.

In reaching I take your hand. I’m here, I will always be here, the night does not dim the unseen between us….

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies