A Piece of the Sun


Within the heart of our poetry

there is a light worth keeping,

a piece of the sun

to strengthen

and encourage.


Note: From my archives.

Writing and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

Love’s Flow Renewed


We rebuild each other, don’t we My Love?

Even in the worst of times

we always rediscover

each other’s flow,

as two eagles soaring

above what used to be,

but is now



Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Praying for Thunder


In the scorching of our most difficult desert, it is so easy to carry our wounds

and walk away. To leave any fragment of who we are,

whatever gift we once were, and declare that sand

and bones are the only meaning.

Somehow, in our rocks hidden, we decide

to ignore the cycle of living,

believing we are safe.

So where is the rain?

The promise

of flowers living


our devastation?



we learn to see our spirits

as more than a mirror,


for the first time

the plight of cactus,

as we lift our eyes

praying for thunder.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

In the Light of Your Eyes


Where does love dwell when shadows linger

within our frame?

Mostly within the holding moments,

the silence of embracing

and in the courage

to reach for each other’s hand

in the middle of the night,

and in the light

of your eyes My Love,

as we awake, being filled

with another sunrise.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies