In the Coolness of Leaves

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With the windows to my soul fully open, I notice how poems and prayers take shape as I walk, in the deep forest,

seeing beyond a thinner veil, wrapped in birdsong, embraced by the coolness of leaves, and painted…

by sunlight streaming. All whispered into being…by the voice of God.

          

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A Poem Tapped Me on My Shoulder

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A poem snuck up on me today, tapped me on my shoulder,

whispered in my ear,

as if hawk’s breath

would made it stronger,

I felt the shifting,

the surprise of a small piece

of light,

the shaping of words and phrases

from my heartflow,

the mystical creation

of poetry.

       

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Note: My break is working! I will post 2-3 times a week for now. Thank you so much for reading!

Colors Fill My Pages

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I’ve decided to take a break from blogging here. After yesterday’s disaster with posting “Our Spirit Wings.” I decided it needed to happen.

I think there was a technical issue with it. However, I also hadn’t changed my password in awhile, and when that happens, disaster strikes every time.

So I need to step back because there are just way too much shenanigans on my site at the moment.

The fact is though, I love your posts and blogs, so this was a tough decision to make. And as you know I love writing. Colors fill my pages.

I’ll also be writing more short stories and working on my novel. Maybe even a poetry book!

I have also been exercising more, and devoting more time to self improvement, including reading and even yoga. Or at least I call it yoga!

I’m spending more time now with my wife, and I will in the future as she goes through another series of treatments.

Now, this does not mean I’ll be disappearing completely. I’ll be more part time when I come back.

Photography, my other hobby, will play a more vital role.

I plan to eventually return more fully.

Thank you so much! I appreciate each of you!

Wishing you peace.

      

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Writer’s Wings

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Even when I’m folding my wings I’m very aware

of the wordflow waiting…

phrases seeking

another river,

another poem

from within my heart.

      

I’m grieving like many of you over the deadly racism in the United States.

Do we have a right to criticize other nations? It’s a sin really from our very beginning.

And I also grieve for how the far-right is ripping us apart. Caring more for their assault rifles than they do for people.

Closer to home my wife needs further treatments for cancer. The last round was not enough.

There will be more aggressive, more invasive treatments and that means more horrible side effects.

And we had a cousin die recently…..from cancer. This was the cousin that had the big family gatherings every year…

for Thanksgiving and Christmas. We’ve eaten at their home many times. He was in his forties, married with children.

I’ve shared these things because I’ve had the wind knocked out of me like I wrote in yesterday’s poem.

No, I don’t feel a need to stop blogging. I still have plenty of wordflow…….somewhere, but I’m grieving.

I just need some restoration, with my wings folded.

     

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