Posted on January 10, 2021 2 Comments
I went for a walk the other day along the beach. As I did, I happened to look down and notice my footprints in the sand. I realized something. Every day, I worry so much about the steps I need to take and less about the ones I’ve taken. Life is always about moving forward […]
Posted on January 1, 2021 3 Comments
my lines are barren of wordsno one pays attention anymore I walk away to try and healchange those emotional bandagesstop the bloody hurtwhen my lyrics are finally gone so will I like a blank page…emptydeath poetic is where these sonnets will live onfor stanzas from the grave bare the richest fruitit’s then you see how poison being […]
Posted on December 28, 2020 6 Comments
As a writer, I sometimes lose my direction. Everything becomes inside. When I start to feel that way, I go outside. I run straight into the arms of Mother Nature and she sets the scene for me. – Ash
Posted on December 16, 2020 Leave a Comment
The more present you are in a moment, the more beautiful the gift of living that moment becomes. – Ash
Posted on December 8, 2020 4 Comments
Screw the cab, it’s nice out, and I’m walking. Ah, the Christmas Eve Night walk home. This memory is further to the first snowfall entry I posted a few days ago in terms of the atmosphere it creates. A single awesome holiday mini-tradition that we tend to forget about. You don’t realize how Christmassy it is […]
Posted on December 7, 2020 2 Comments
I haven’t been near a school in a gazillion years, and I have no idea but would hazard a guess that teachers no long have to wheel things into the classroom anymore to spring an afternoon movie on their students. I’m pretty sure classroom technology has far surpassed what I remember. But, when I do […]
Posted on December 7, 2020 3 Comments
Ah, the first snowfall in December. I have to say, it’s a magical thing! A bunch of huge snowflakes and suddenly I’m ten years old again. Sticking my tongue out as far as I can trying to catch the biggest one. Then, I am running as fast as I can, planting my two feet sideways […]
Posted on November 30, 2020 2 Comments
Distance between us feels like dementia of my heart . It still beats, but it’s getting harder to remember what makes it. – Dad
Posted on November 27, 2020 4 Comments
I write to hold on to time. – Ash
Posted on November 16, 2020 3 Comments
Be as the ocean and never stop trying to reach the shore. The harder you struggle, the stronger your waves become. Storm those beaches and change the tide in your favour. – Ash Now, here’s a minute of waves. Enjoy!!
