Warm Air Embraces Us

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In the great melting, water drips from the maple tree,

and pine trees release the snow

from their branches.

Warm air embraces us,

with our desires to see further,

beyond our senses

to write a few lines

of poetry.

           

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In Every Heart Lives a Poem

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In every heart lives a poem, from the deep within,

from our spirits formed drifting

searching for the courage

to release the light,

the healing of phrases

making us new, encouraging our sparkle

from the sun.

         

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Whirlwinds

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As we search for a poem, bringing shape to our whirlwinds,

our ghosting words,

refining spinning

in a furnace tested by fire

becoming word art, work of art

lines launched

beyond the rubble 

until we finally see the vision

and then,

we write it all down.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

Note: Based on an earlier work.

The Prayer Stone

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In search of the prayer stone this morning, there were no ancient sages whispering mystical words from the dark corners of the forest.

And the sun was dull at times, as clouds ceased the calling of flowers, even their strength was diminished. Shadows prevailed.

I closed my eyes, waiting…..and then a glimpse of a word. So I decided to write a poem today…..after all.

    

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Poetry….Came to Live

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It was the ruins. It had always been the ruins, curving his light, causing the blur….the whirl in his spirit.

He knew he was more though. Perhaps he did have an existence after all.

For him woodland trails were more than a healer, he wandered through half praying, because the woods were his teacher.

Waterfalls spoke, and God sent angels that could sense his scar tissue, providing a balm. He was different somehow.

Sprinkles from heaven began the new, and he was able to see the word structure clearly.

Within the wind and the sun he discovered lines. And poetry….came to live. 

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies