Acorns

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In the grey dawn, in this time of in between,

in the silent barreness

of our woods underground 

bumble bees draw close,

and chipmunks remain silent,

praying for a blanket

of snow, and to remember

where their acorns

lay hidden.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Sunscreen and Spy Novels

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Summer sun and sunscreen, yelling into the air,

“I cannot put this book down…..she escaped again!”

washing the sand off my feet, means

I’ll be back again….

    

Well I didn’t exactly do a good job of taking a summer break, now did I? There were several reasons, one of which is my wife and I got sick (nothing major).

So our time at the beach was cut short. We have been taking a break though, spending time together.

I’ve read two novels so far, and I’m on my third. I had forgotten how much I loved a good action, sci-fi adventure!

And the book I was yelling about in the poem? The Rook, by Daniel O’Malley, which crosses a number of genres. It’s a sci-fi, paranormal, mystery, spy adventure. I do recommend it.

P.S. I’m still taking it easy. Have a great summer!

Peace.

Poetry, Additional Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies