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Me and the End of Summer

Red sky evenings I remember them stretched highway at eight o’clock over the overpass to watch  there is one last summer night coming out to play my pace quickens to catch up traffic flies by this one road boy who is wandering far from what he can recognizeadventure must be the same no matter where you are until I pass by an old train […]

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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

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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

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The Quiet Path

I dream some daysof getting lost in the pathalong the quiet way homeway past the halfway evergreenunder those forest peekaboosjust to listen to the river as it runs

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Days Gone

Take me to a Springwhere every day was as young as Iand the sun would come winking through the curtains

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What Does it Call For Tomorrow?

The ocean called out for me todayit’s salt carried to my lips by a piercing winda message kept from a childhood forgotten

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French Island

surrounded in the francaisschoolboys like I, chase through stone corridors in jestpass tank topped bread makers andrum runners filling dark sackswho was I to speak to the going-ons of this foreign landtake me instead to the countrysidein an hour less a halfshare with me tales let me sip wineand pretend that I am a man

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Ashback # 8 – Wolverine Gull

Hey everybody, I received a comment on my blog this morning that was left on yesterday’s entry. It not only blew me away, but it also hyper-spaced me down memory lane. It was from an old friend of mine from my childhood. Scratch that, an old best friend of mine, and boy did it instantly […]

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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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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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