Hope Finds a Way

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Even in our fractured spirits hope finds a way, finds an opening

so that we begin to long for the healing,

allowing the peace to take over

as if we were the ocean

unlimited,

filled

with sunlight.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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In the Summer Fog

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Ghosts shimmer in the shifting shadows

of the summer fog,

lamenting of losing their former glory

seeking to escape……

the absence of flesh or at least

to explain their plight

to a willing writer, walking

in the woods unafraid.

If you stand perfectly still……

they will sense

your heartbeat.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

A Time That Never Was

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So what is our determination? To live as one nation?

Or to sleep with our assault rifles, dreaming of a time that never was, and when not everyone was truly free?

A time filled with black and white TV showing us soap commercials

and that she’s a good wife keeping his shirts clean?

Stop dreaming.

If you really want to live the 2nd Ammendment

go buy a musket.

We’ll all be safer that way.

No one needs

an assault rifle,

no one. Wake up

and smell the coffee.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

Standing Tall in the Wind

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As I stand on top of the mountain,

where the pine trees face the wind,

two hawks soar

banking in my direction,

carrying strength in their wings

so that I can stand tall in the wind now,

encouragement fills me,

so I say, “Thank you my brothers.”

while sunlight dances

on the river.

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Note: From my archives.