
Dead of winter
as the winds howl
I’m still out there searching for you
footprints quickly cover
forgetting how far I’ve come
my hands, no longer feel
my breath, stolen
my eyes, blinded by this storm
my heart, almost empty
my will…unbroken
"A collection of my thoughts, feelings, and emotions, to the world around me"

Dead of winter
as the winds howl
I’m still out there searching for you
footprints quickly cover
forgetting how far I’ve come
my hands, no longer feel
my breath, stolen
my eyes, blinded by this storm
my heart, almost empty
my will…unbroken

A cold beer ran down my lips, to my chin
in a moment I knew would last a lifetime
there was a pool table…balls racked
ready for a break
some girl singing on the radio
we both sang a few of the words
those we could remember
all night we competed
best in banter,
best in billiards,
best in brew,
but
never best in friends
that belonged to you

Hey all,
I wanted to drop in and let you all know that one of my most recent poems has been published on Spillwords. It’s live as of today. I submitted it a little while ago, they liked it, and informed me last week of their intention to share it for their own audience. It made my day and gave me something to smile about given the world’s current state. (A post about that is coming) Now, some of you have already read this poem here on my site, but I thought I would go ahead and share it once more to help take our minds off some of the craziness that’s going on.
As always, I hope you enjoy it. Please don’t forget to comment and tell me what you think. It’s all of you and your continued support that drives my writing and I’m lucky to have such a awesome following.
So, without further adieu, please click this link and move on over to Spillwords.com and enjoy Ash to Dust.
Stay safe, practise social distancing, and we’ll get through this troubled time together.
One word at a time, let us take back our lives.
Until…

Take me to a Spring
where every day was as young as I
and the sun would come winking through the curtains

I’m looking around,
at him, at her, at them
mad, confused…mostly scared
of something that may not even be there
and all I can think about is you

Under this street light
pouring down rain in the cold
alone, and done wrong

i look, turn around, and see your face
then, it falls away like dust
like a living dream
not even yours in the first place
so, I keep walking along staring at the ground
trying harder to recall what’s left of the vision I have of you
only time has started to begin to fade the picture
even though my heart has a good memory
the beats are becoming too far between
those flashes no longer able to bring it back to life
no matter how much I love you
soon, i won’t be able to see you anymore
when you’re way out of focus
and completely lost from my heart

Love is like the heart losing its breath, and there’s only one person who can return the air. – Ash

Like a bottle in a vast ocean…I’m drifting
further and further from your beautiful shore, I float
my body breaking against violent waves
which pull me far far from the horizon
alone, I wade, no one around to hear me
for the longest days…the darkest of nights,
Oh, how I’ve prayed to be rescued
pulled ashore only by your hand
chipped and weathered
most of me empty,
nothing left but a note
two words I’ve carried with me for so long
hoping someday my message would reach you
fall from your lips and into your broken heart
…I’m sorry

I walked in the shadows
before I knew any light
ashamed, guilty, and full of regret
my only out was running toward the dark
where I belonged
there, to slither between mistake after mistake
and masquerade with a beating heart
the scene, was set in rhythm and sweat
people would stare, stare straight through me
I wanted it…I deserved it
nobody allowed to peek beyond that curtain
to see who was in control, what was in control
all they did was help bury it deeper
beneath guise of a lie
then came the day where a key unlocked a clue
a tiny sparkling light
which found me, in await, to be let free
…from dark