There is a Warm Breeze Now

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There is a warm breeze now, slowly pushing its way over the lake,

holding a scent of water and trees, coming to rest

on the poet’s face. He looks up

realizing his sky is not empty, as he reaches

for the pen that’s filling itself

with words, and holding the photograph

in his mind, he begins

to write.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Rivers, Wings, and Locomotives

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Blogging is a locomotive. There is tremendous power in the force of our blogging engines, and in our steam. But sometimes we can be caught up, in that strength, that speed, and it needs to slow down. For me, I was beginning to lose a sense of who I was.

Whatever it is I’m doing now, with the balance of life and blogging, it’s working for me. To be honest I have no idea how I did so much in the past. I’m not a professional blogger.

And yet, writing is a river. We can let it flow through us, and in us. For me it is something I was meant to do, I guess you could say in a sense it is a type of calling, not in a weird way, but I just know it.

But the most important part of us is our wings. We soar so beautifully because we were meant to. You don’t think you soar? Yep, you do – we each have a spirit.

So my locomotive is still there, and running smoothly at the correct speed. While I thank God for the river He has given me, I can sense my wingspan expanding. I can now walk with joy, and confidence.

Thank you for being on this journey with me. Peace.

     

Poetry and All Images © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

A Great Shaking Within the Mystical Forest

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As many of you know I have a fiction blog, which you can find here:

www.themysticalforest.wordpress.com

Well, I’m not sure how it happened really, but there has been a noticeable change in the direction the stories have taken. I started out with some great series, including the Sacred Mountain and Sword of Talon Series.

There you will find kings and queens, swords, adventure, and romance. One of my favorite features were the Living Bows (as in bows and arrows). I was having a great time.

But you know what?? My focus as a writer has changed. Now I write a lot more about compassion, and angels helping people, and even God caring about us……h’mmm. Perhaps that was the real me in the first place.

Currently an angel is shaking up the site, his name is Henry Vu. Originally Henry was from Vietnam, and let me tell you, this dude is powerful! Powerful, as in filled with compassion.

Anyway I’m saying/writing this to let you know you will see some changes over there, including the name! I’m not sure about the new name yet, but I think it will have the word Sky or Skies in it.

Thanks for reading.

Peace.

P.S. This is not my normal morning post. I’ll be sending out a love poem shortly!

       

Writing and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

As We Ignore the Wolf Speak

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A pen, writing on a scroll with a scratching noise

as the prophet of old, wrote the words burning

through his veins, while wolves and beasts

of the night hovered not far away– hating

the beauty written and the paintings

delivered from above.

      

But no prophet ever quit because of doubting

providing us a lesson – to keep writing,

with laptops and phones on fire, painting

and posting our photographs given,

as we ignore the wolf speak

just outside our windows.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Based on an earlier work.