As the Summer Fades

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As the summer fades our hope is not diminished,

having been lifted, by the cooler air,

and the hint of a softer sun

still bringing life filtered,

through the trees.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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Love Always Wins

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Death will not speak to us when we lift our poems

as banners waving in the wind,

our words we will fling

like javelins

straight into the heart

of darkness

into the Goliath we call hate

and in the end,

we win,

because love always wins.

This

is our warfare.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017 2019, ancient skies

Note: From my archives.