Sometimes we have to change our perspective to get the light back into our lives. It is OK to sit in the clouds, but never stop chasing the sun. – Ash
Something About Today # 4
Category: memory
Something About Today # 3
I remember nights growing up where a neighbourhood street light made for the perfect set piece to the play of summer. – Ash
Something About Today # 2
I remember how long summer days were as a kid. It seemed as if there was time even between the seconds. – Ash
Bike Writer # 58 – Life, Make a Brake for it!
Don’t escape from life, escape toward it. – Ash
Journal Entry # 226 – Life Expectancy
It is not how long I live, but how I live. I am accounting for all the time I can earn. Tax your body and expect returns. – Ash
That’s A Dandy Line
When a flower is plucked from the garden, it quickly forgets where it once was planted. – Ash/Dad
A Shade of Ash # 15 – Today’s A Given
As another day sets, I stand in retrospect and watch as the sun goes away…maybe forever. A few minutes left of today to ponder some yesterdays with an old friend who has since lost his battle. Sadly, I am reminded of one of the realities of life is death. And, how sometimes we take life for granted not knowing for sure if tomorrow will be. – Ash
Bike Writer # 57 – I Ashore You, It’s Good Advice!
Having a good day starts with wanting to in the first place. So, when the focus is happiness, just try your best to finish what you’ve started. – Ash
A Harbour Night
Boats sway nestled to port
quietly breaking the ocean toward the shore
its laps catch my ear
then, I see
I watch as the moorings drip
counting seconds for no reason
high over in the charcoaling sky
chimney smoke rises, strangling the hills
there…
blips of buoy lights reach north and south
tomorrow to be a beautiful day
this, a story, a grandfather tale
to comfort me
as I am ushered home by the dear harbour
before it can sleep it sings
lending me its sounds for sweet dreams to come
allows me the harmony of its salty crests
until I turn my door in goodnight
I listen for the songs of the harbour
Who Hurts More? – Haiku
When I see your tears
a million mirrors reflect
pain inside of me
Earth To Ash 