Waves Washing Sand


Waves washing sand, with seashells tumbling, hypnotized by the rhythm,  soon I’m dreaming…..of primordial beginnings,

life formed in the green, tinged with blue, in drifting clouds, and volcanic formations….

of ash and lava, so long ago….with the waves boiling, swirling……steam, when the earth was new……wait,

is that a pair of dolphins playing and splashing? I drift back to the planet’s rotation realizing,

love was created too, even for this young pair.


Poem, and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies

The Departure


A ship moving, plowing through the waves

the lifting of her calling, the bay lets go

sails snap to attention

forgetting the anchor,

there is only the horizon,

an ocean waiting

to receive her with



A time of freedom

and expectation.


Another week is beginning. Are you ready for the open sea?


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

The Earth Rejoiced

mrwallpaper - desert stones

The cultural eyes of the tribe lay dormant until the end was near

each warrior hid their souls, their true selves, until the abomination had ended,

the women kept their secrets hidden, holding them close until the right time.

But once the wars to end all wars had ceased, the people came alive again with joyful hearts,

as they waited for the earth to reclaim her kingdom, it was time they said,

to be alive, and allow their children to be reborn, to live in green meadows,

loving the old ways, and for their people to be a people once more.

All the wars were over now, even the sky called a truce

with the people, and there was freedom

for each one. The earth rejoiced.


Note: Influenced by First Nations/Native American writings        

Poetry © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

image from mrwallpaper via google

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”