About grandfathersky

Husband and father, a career technologist, a poet and a mystic, with a lifelong desire to understand the secrets of the Universe. Trusting the belief of the Age of Pisces, and adding to it knowledge of the truth, as we enter the Age of Aquarius...

Black Cherry Brandy

Hollow blue sky
forgotten rails under silver birds
listen to the red wings chatter
about living among wild berries
waiting for the black cherries
to ripen and ferment
songs of a drunken celebration
pacing with folded wings
alive with anticipation
of a party
among the pines
and the honeysuckle scents
drifting on the summer breeze
along with their song

“Tour Guide” Allerton Garden – Kaua’i, HI ~ Photo by gfs

circles of love

“Fragile” – Assateague State Park, MD – photo by gfs

lost in flight
some storm tossed bird
finding reasons
to return to
the air
how to hold on
to the unseen
feels the ether
guides on the wind
one sacred place
still to call home
folding her wings
in the night
waiting again to lift
what remains
of forever finding love

Eclipse of the Moon

Poipu, Kauai Lunar Eclipse

a memory of being
present
walking
in all the times
known to us
~ hidden
in the discontent
and all the chatter
surrounding the coming
and going from places
dreamed or planned
or happening to be
such are the days
where flowers bloom
and moonlit nights
where love shines
tides ebb and flow
heedless of our whims

– photos by gfs

Heart of the World

Seasons of green pass in the ocean breezes
Unattached to the palms
Waving hello … and goodbye
All at once though never lonely
Never wanting to cling

A warms sun shares her loving kindness
Beaming as if with pride
Sharing her glow of love
as a radiant dawn opening
painted in amber and orange watercolors

The flowers learn from the sky
They mimic the light
Creating their feast for the eyes

Light of the Soul

Treetops near Freeport, ME – photo by gfs

How can there be words
without the ears to hear them
the pages writ in spelling
all the ways to listen in

to time spent in the heart
digging through the ruins
of the days spent in between
the dark nights of the soul

All the wing-ed’s crossing o’r
soaring through the pines
a sky the eye somehow missed
whites wisps electric blue

drift away the day’s remains
drifts to the earth as letters
leaving what was willed without
the embers slowly fading


Know thyself

Harvest Moon – photo by gfs
If I can’t find myself
could I ever find love
Is there a space and a time
an Alcyone sunset
Beyond the Valles Marineris
Soulfully wandering into a dream
Nothing is left to define
For all we’ve forgot is divine
The heart becomes etched
in sacred reflections of life
Yesterdays colors living forever
as Polaris and Crux came to see
A silver moon rising out in the blue
Uncovering all we ever have been