A Shade of Ash # 13 – Back To The Future

My birthday was just a few days ago and it made me realize something about getting a little older. Age is inevitable. But, at the same time, it is invaluable. Because the more time I have to reflect on who I am, the more insight I gain on becoming who I want to be. – Ash

A Shade of Ash # 12 – When I Write, I’m Alright

Sometimes, I feel invisible. It is writing that allows me to remain whole in a world that continues to try and take pieces of me away. I write to keep from disappearing completely and prove I exist for a reason. – Ash

Rainy Nights Devils Dance 

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rainy nights devils dance  
their guise of secrets 
under piss-yellow street lights
in the alleys cast shade 
when monsters come out to play  
who can barely see a thing as Hyde shows  
every line blurred
people touching 
music lulling sensual acts 
dirty corners whisper in commentary 
jealous they didn’t swallow first 
illicits hold all those to deeds of passion and lust
no one cares about anything and only want more 
the creatures dance and hypnotize
until the sharp sun rises then they flee 
changing it back once again

Journal Entry # 225 – Self Kelp

When my days start to feel bland, I try adding a little salt. – Ash

Shade of Ash # 11 – Albert James Douglas

My Grandfather

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us. – Helen Keller

Am I Write? # 13 – Writing Is My Soul Purpose

If I die tomorrow, you will find me in some other life writing about it. – Ash

Thank Good It’s Friday

No matter what spirit fulfills you, find your way to it, and become one with it. Conquer today, destiny comes tomorrow – Ash

Beaten Heart – Haiku

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My heart beats loudest
for someone no longer there
keeping me alive

Journal Entry # 224 – Grinning the Battle

Anxiety can sometimes trick me into thinking I can’t beat it. When I smile, I take back the lead. – Ash

Journal Entry # 223 – You March My Words

Sometimes I forget how beautiful life truly is, I’m glad I have Spring to remind me. – Ash