A Sunset in December

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The sky falls in love all over again, with the earth, witnessing

the glory of her covering, the freshly fallen snow

while the pine trees stand with approval

frozen air blushes

with the sweet crimson

of a sunset

in December.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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Harbors Hold Us Anchored

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Harbors hold us anchored, but only until we are brave enough

to admit we needed the rest, and until we seek more

than just the wind. A deep knowing that our hearts

are renewed, by longing more frequently

for the setting sun.

    

Note: My friends I am seeking a deeper rest

but to be honest, I often wonder how.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

Dragon in the Sky

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My Love as we watch the sunset tonight, I see the power of a dragon

and yet we do not fight in the physical, we do not breathe

courage. Take my hand and we will be stronger

the horizon is both deadly and beautiful,

but in trusting – and in unity

we will win.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Emily Watches the Sunset

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A Poem by Emily Dickinson

Blazing in gold and quenching in purple,

Leaping like leopards to the sky,

Then at the feet of the old horizon

Laying her spotted face, to die;

     

Stooping as low as the otter’s window,

Touching the roof and tinting the barn,

Kissing her bonnet to the meadow, –

And the juggler of day is gone!

       

Poetry by Emily Dickinson

Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Holding Hands

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Even though our suns are moving towards the horizon

holding hands with you causes flowers to bloom,

surges life through my veins, with enough raw power

to light a city, or at least a small town, I pray

when it is time for the ending, that my hand is in yours

so I can calmly slip into forever, with my last words being,

“My Love……”

        

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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