Shadows of small birds can be seen now, returning to the land
while the sun takes its rightful place in the sky again
and on some days, a cold rain
chases away the snow.
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Note: Just a reminder – I’m posting now on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with a little on the weekends.
Thank you for reading!
My heartbeat quickened as I reached the top of the ridge carrying winter’s breath,
a sense of awe enfolded me, hope within the blue sky,
peace so amazingly present
covering
each one of us.
The expanse.
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When light breaks through the heart of a writer,
a new path opens
where there was none.
And sometimes the light
for the path was there,
yet we had forgotten
where to find it.
The other day when I wrote, “Modern Love”, it was a real breakthrough for me, not because it was something new,
but because I used to write that way alot. I love writing minifiction. And in spite of everything, in spite of living in the middle
of a pandemic, my wife having cancer again, in spite of working long hours sometimes, I can still write like that,
and yes poetry too. I was encouraged and light was breaking through in many beautiful ways.
Thank you for reading!
Poem, Writing and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
In all that we see around us, and in our world, does our wordflow, our paintflow, become affected?
We often see with our hearts – so how do we respond? I wonder at times if I should stop blogging.
I won’t replay the news but so many horrible things are happening. Racism, killings in the street, disease taking so many away, and an economy faltering.
How can I write, or attempt to write something beautiful in these difficult times?
Well maybe, just maybe that’s the best time to write, and create artwork.
We don’t turn a blind eye, yet we offer hope by sharing our hearts through our creations.
And hopefully……we share something beautiful…..with our world.
Amen.
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In this age where beauty and revelation are wounded
from disease and fear,
our spirits will still speak to us,
as if oceans still lived in our frames,
and as strength filters back into us
we will be confident once again,
standing tall
even in the mist and the ruins.
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In every deliverance, truth becomes our shield
as we walk away from darkness
and to the light revealed,
allowing our true hearts
to increase our word strength,
and our blessed discovery
of who we truly are.
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In times of crises our eyes search through our masks,
for safety, for strength
with our hearts longing to feel the surge
of our common humanity
to no longer feel alone,
so we write,
we draw
and paint,
and photograph,
to encourage ourselves
and to give strength
to each other.
Because that’s who we are,
it’s what makes us
human.
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An amazing thing happened to me today.
As I was walking, the sun was shining,
the wind was blowing,
dandelions
were popping up everywhere
in the deep deep green,
and cherry blossums
appeared out of nowhere.
Then suddenly…..
a smile appeared
on my face!
Can you believe it?
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies
Note: Keep fighting and stay healthy!
As the wind moves ripples across the lake,
I dream of days when peace lived,
so I focus
within my heart
on the healing of our world,
as the wind grows stronger
I enjoy the wildness,
of clouds shifting
and birdsong lifting.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies
In these times of a hidden dawn
we can find ourselves
in the space between darkness
and light,
and yet we move forward anyway
knowing heaven is not silent,
and we have the light
the strength
of each other.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies
Note: Keep fighting, stay healthy.
