oh, holy… it’s night
crossing church on Halloween
cats mewing a fight
Religious Path (Halloween Spirit) – Haiku
Tag: memory
Earth To Ash Episode Sixty One – Saying it Forward!
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I am out on the bike for an excursion by the bay. It’s a day off for me, a beautiful day, actually, which makes for a great opportunity to bring some works of “heart” to the poetry digital universe. Along the way, I take a few pictures, have a few birds drop by, and even a few whales breach and say hello. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure. Only, this time, I share some poetry from others as well, which is a new element to Earth to Ash.
Enjoy!!
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Final Stage of Fisherman – Haiku
fishermen are gone
nets pulled from their final catch
forecasted heaven
Earth To Ash Episode Sixty – It’s Sixty and I Know it!
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I have my feet back on the ground and am trying to share some thoughts, feelings, and emotions with the world. The dust has settled, the move is over, and it’s onward and upward through the fog as we say here in Newfoundland. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
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Black Chevy Camaro
some summer night 1991
on a familiar road
I stared out the window
of a black Chevy Camaro
Out of Reach – Haiku
you wandered too far
now your blood runs cold as ice
and your heart is black
Earth To Ash Episode Fifty Nine – You March My Words
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I am finally freed from the tethers of winter, and Mother Nature has allowed me a small glimmer of hope in the days to come. Spring is here, and with it, a beautiful Saturday to start with. The winter had been extra this year, and with all that life throws at you, it’s nice to look up at the sun and smile for a change. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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Earth To Ash Episode Fifty Eight – Caturday
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, it’s a new year and new shades of Ash. Come along for a chat because having a fresh new year ahead of you makes anything possible. And, as always, I throw in a poem, no wait, two poems for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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On Days I Mourn – Haiku
the rain has that taste
streets black even at morning
my longing heart slows
Post of Christmas Past # 13 – My Mummers Poem (with a classic Newfoundland song by Simani)
Mummers Allowed In
By: Ash
when I was little, I saw a man in a dress
mask on his face, brassiere on his chest
scary to a youngster at Christmas time
only to a Newfoundlander best kind
twas a mummer you see
staggering door to door for a beer or a snart of whiskey
some of them danced, most of them sang
with a lot of them bumming for spirits and tang
I was frightened at first, hiding behind Nan’s holiday skirt
she told me not to be foolish, for they wouldn’t hurt
all they really want is to join in some cheer
cause they can only do so during this time of year
when I got older, I too put on a dress
covered my face, and did a jig to impress
the tradition of mummering is DNA to my folk
we share this island and we share this joke
if you see someone with mitts on their feet
an ugly stick in hand, walking the snow-fallen street
with humps on their back
like that Simani song, an old Newfie track
played on each occasion, there’s a callback to a time now old
when being out all night could catch you the devil’s own cold
but that was OK if you had a pint of rum
it got you home by the heat in your tum
if you come to Newfoundland at Christmas
be sure it’s not a mummer’s night…you do miss
