Need a break? Go for a walk at night. – Ash
Discipline cleanses the palate of regret. – Ash
Is it a wish? Is it a dream? Is it a prayer? Is it a gift? To a father at Christmas, she’s all four. – Dad
Folks, I think I might need your help. Let me tell you why. During the last week or so. And, I blame Christmas as it’s only a few weeks from now. But, people have not stopped bringing up in festive conversations that I should publish a children’s book. One very special project of mine in particular with a theme of the before said Christmas.
Continue reading “A Shade of Ash # 53 – I Literary Need Your Help”
twenty-three years
it was placed in a box
dead for you
dead like you
flatlined from any more pain
you left without a scar
as your zombie still chased me
biting
grabbing for me
I barely stay ahead
how dark were those days
where you could not see me
your vision obscured by the disease
your heart blackened by the rot
your eyes staring into some void
like our blood was no longer the same
that smell still comes back to this day
when I’m hungry for memories
some of them are spoiled
no good anymore
they make me sick
like the day I became infected
by you… by that living death
Give a time, take a time. Fall the time. – Ash
when I was young
I took the back arm way home
where the town ended and the forest began
the whole journey protected
by those evergreen trees I shared days with
every step was like a play
knowing the parts by heart, knowing the story to home
running along in places
others stopping for a spell
little legs, lasting time in the in-between moments of my once-life
When I wander, I wonder. When I take the long way, I think the whole day. When I touch the earth, it makes it all worth. – Ash
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m walking in the misty rain remembering what it’s like to be present in the moment. I talk along the dampened town streets about sometimes not being myself and needing a little nudge. Take a moment and bold your lines, shade yourself in when you start to fade. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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The purpose of my soul is to share it. – Ash
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