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Rainy Nights Devils Dance
Posted on April 14, 2021 2 Comments
rainy nights devils dance their guise of secrets under piss-yellow street lights in the alleys cast shade when monsters come out to play who can barely see a thing as Hyde shows every line blurred people touching music lulling sensual acts dirty corners whisper in commentary jealous they didn’t swallow first illicits hold all those to deeds of passion and lustno one cares about anything and only want more the […]
Days Gone
Posted on March 26, 2020 15 Comments
Take me to a Springwhere every day was as young as Iand the sun would come winking through the curtains
Bike Writer # 16 – Saturday, You Know I Love Ya!!
Posted on May 25, 2019 3 Comments
How cool would it be to have a day between Saturday and Sunday?
Bike Writer # 14 – Time, Don’t Waste it!
Posted on May 22, 2019 6 Comments
Time isn’t the main thing, it’s the only thing. – Miles Davis
The Red Road
Posted on March 2, 2019 9 Comments
I walked a path less travelled, on a road covered in red. Evergreens bowed before me, to welcome back an old soul. Draped, lonely…in silence. A still that became my only friend. There, my worries were sheltered, protected by a forgotten trail. That journey became ritual, to protect me from blended reality. I ran as […]
A Grand Memory
Posted on August 30, 2018 10 Comments
I thought of you this morning while walking to work, there was something about the air, I smiled. It made me recall some random end-of-summer day, much like today. You were steaming up the harbor, towards home, from a day of cod fishing. I first spotted you on the horizon while you were rounding the […]
Nick of Time
Posted on December 24, 2016 1 Comment
I’ve made it to tibbs eve, the shopping is done, it’s snowing outside and I just poured a drink-Merry Christmas everybody. People were hustling and bustling at the malls,traffic created some white knuckled moments, and there’s a turkey keeping my fridge door from shutting all the way, all sure signs that Santa is soon coming to […]
I Miss the Shot
Posted on September 30, 2016 1 Comment
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 […]
Broken Wall of Color
Posted on September 17, 2016 Leave a Comment
(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 […]
Coffee, Tea…maybe a Latte it be?
Posted on September 17, 2016 Leave a Comment
Most people that I know don’t seem to be able to function without the help of caffeine. I barely manage to get a good morning out of most until they have received their first hit. Coffee is definitely a “start the day” type of drink, it certainly does it’s job waking us up, just the […]
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