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“Hold Me Clothes and Never Let Go”

I’m not sure why but the other day I thought about this jacket that I use to wear all the time when I was in my twenties, it was brown leather with a seventies style to it, very Donnie Brascoish.  I swear it felt like it was made specifically just for me, I loved it and […]

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Merely Christmas Everybody

Remembrance Day is here and….if you haven’t already noticed, Christmas is also making its way from our subconscious to the conscious pretty quickly. It was not but the first of November when I started to see little glimpses of the holidays pop up all around me. The TV was full of toy commercials, stores all […]

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“Bully the Kid”

Geez, it has been 17 days since my last post, where has the time gone?  Now in my defence, I did have a lot going on in the last little while but…the dust has settled, the smoke has cleared and I am back in front of the keyboard doing this blogging thing that I love […]

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Excuse Me, Sir?

I’m pretty much like a lot of people when it comes to getting older and  what I mean is, we all see ourselves as being slightly younger than we actually are.  I still see myself as a young guy in my twenties, my loved ones tell me I haven’t aged a bit and most people […]

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Leave Alone

As I stare at the branches the leaves fall away, Barely able to hang on, the season won’t let them stay; Their colors deep shades of orange, some the darkest red, I watched as the wind held you as you fled; Your journey has ended and you now have to go, Where will you land, […]

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No Pattern to the Mist

Hearing the rain reminds me of nights stayed in, There was always something soothing about the wind; The house shaking with every blowing gale, The lights would blink, the lights would fail; An extra blanket may be needed, it’s bound to get cold, Holding the covers tight, the heat I must hold; The winds and […]

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I Miss the Shot

I went for walk a couple days ago and spent a little time in the basketball court, the air was brisk, the sun beaming down, just the perfect conditions for a pickup game.  Both the basketball court and tennis court  were free at the time, a sight like that in my youth would be like […]

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Broken Wall of Color

(Old poem I wrote while staring across from my office window in 2006 at of a graffiti-filled wall) By: Ash Douglas Broken wall of color, how the years have left you behind. I see your every crack, I see your every line. Someone has painted you a picture, Oh how very humble. Now you sit […]

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Mom  

(Something I found that I wrote for my mother a long time ago) Happy Birthday to my mom, to my lovely mother; your beauty compares, to no other. Your eyes always glow and twinkle when you smile; I think back at old times and thought for awhile. I’m blessed to have a mom with such […]

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That old rocking chair

A whistle from another room, a few words of a song, I would hear your voice and come running along. I jump into your lap, frighten you with cheer, You would simply caress my back and say “oh dear”. “Where are you going?” you would always ask, “Don’t know my father I just have time […]

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