As the Cool Air Lifts Our Spirits

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As the concrete lets go of the heat of the day,

shade wins the battle

turning into night

as the cool air lifts our spirits

we walk under the street lights

holding hands grateful

for the spray

of the water fountains.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

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Writing through the Pain of Our Times

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Writing through pain and tragedy is one of the most difficult things a writer can face. How much do we say or not say?

I like you, feel things deeply. And the last week has often been horrific, hasn’t it?

It would be easy for me to rant against far right extremists. They have caused so much suffering and pain.

And yet right now I am grieving, and standing with the people of Pittsburg, and the Jewish community there. I simply can’t write a poem about nature at the moment.

May the One who made us all, comfort all who are grieving.

Amen.

The flowers are for those that lost loved ones today.

This is too important of a time to be silent. I will be writing more about this historic time in the future.

We must each do what we can to make a difference.

Peace to each one.

Writing and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies