Purple in the Quiet Night

Purple in the quiet night drawing me closer, in silence almost like a prayer

into a peaceflow of color, drawing me

with a calm assurance

of knowing,

knowing after all….

we are spirit created,

we exist,

walking through our space and time

more tangible,

we are….

brightness in that darkest night.

Poetry Copyright © 2020 rivers renewed, photo from Pixabay

The Colors of the Night Sky

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Only her head bobbed above the water now, after swimming beyond the waves and into the open sea.

She refused to feel the coldness of the water as she searched the night sky, kicking her legs and moving her arms in front her to stay afloat,

waiting for the colors to begin. Then the yellow began streaking across the starry sky,

then orange appeared and a deep rich red…..it wouldn’t be much longer, she thought.

The colors so permeated the sky that they filled the air around her and the sea….It was not a reflection,

but an infusion dispelling the darkness. She would wait a few seconds more before dunking her head…..

and there it was! A strong streak of purple, symbolizing her future love…..filling the sky, the sea,

and all of her being……into her hair trailing behind her. Would she find him in time? 


Writing © Copyright 2020, ancient skies, image from pixabay

Note: This is a story I’m working on. If you like I can share a little more. Yes I do write fiction too!


The Deeper Purple

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In the deeper part of purple there is a mystery

not only red mixed with blue, but a tinge of black,

drops of darkness in the shadows, the deepness of a color

how can it be so beautiful? dressed a silken dress

filled with the light of the moon,

but hiding its own immodesty, so close to black.

Most men don’t have purple

but black and white, sometimes blue

so the deepest part of purple must be feminine

proudly holding onto the black, with red and blue

mixed in.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Living in the Purple


When I have the purple,

running through my veins,

I know I am alive,

surging with hope,


When I have the purple,

and your love,

running through my veins,

I am overwhelmed,

and made stronger,

with a glimpse,

of eternity.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Blessings to everyone, and peace!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”