poetry, fiction, nature, culture, compassion, love
What would an angel say if she visited you in the middle of the night? Would she dry your eyes, and wipe your tears?
Nah, she would probably say, “What, the hell are you so afraid of? It’s time to get your boots on, and don’t forget your shield.”
“Pick up that sword you used to carry so well. You need to get your fight on hon, so let’s go!”
“You and I have some dragons to slay……”
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies
When I walk this trail, as so many generations did before,
through the shadows of the pines,
over the large rocks and small,
I often think of hawks,
and shadows of wings
covering the earth
and of a people
who roamed free.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In our deepest parts, in our farthest memories
we do recognize the light,
and in our flow we know,
that no trauma
will hold us back forever,
because looking up
we remember.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Hello! Some of my blogging friends have tried something with their blogs, that I’ve decided to try as well.
Many now blog on the weekends with maybe a stop by during midweek. It was a tough decision but I will be trying the same.
I really need more time for writing, and have so many projects! For too long I have neglected putting some books together, for love poetry, nature poetry, spirit poems, and my novel I so much want to work on!
The downside to not being here as much, is I will not get to read as many of your wonderful posts! You are all wonderful artists, writers, and people!
When I took a break recently, I realized I needed more time like that. I will still be around, just at a reduced level.
I make no money from writing, but it would be so cool if I did!
I will still share the poetry I’ve been known for, and the short pieces of fiction.
Thank you for your understanding! Leave a message here if you’re looking for my email address. 😎
I wish you peace.
Writing and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Wing tip to wing tip our wings covering the ones we love,
shielding the vulnerable from the smoke and the ruins,
our shadows still riding the wind, as we refuse
to hide behind our white picket fences,
taking to the air we know better now.
It was never about protecting ourselves,
but the victory was always in the giving,
in the prospering
of all the people.
Expand, and take in.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In every new beginning there is always the hope of being filled
with brighter rays of sunlight,
as we reach out
with our hearts
because we believe in love
even when our glimpse is yet distant,
we expect that we really can overcome
every obstacle,
conquer every fear
through finding, living in
the end of the horizon.
Looking back we can see,
the journey was truly
the victory
after all.
Have a wonderful, creative, dreams fulfilled 2019!
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
As I reflect more on Christmas, I know I should focus on the light
seeing the joy, the giving, but I’m still waiting for the spirit
of Christmas, to speak to me –
to create the word flow
and for peace to reign,
in all our hearts.
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