Tag: Moments

My Heart in a Bottle

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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

Journal Entry # 162 – The Holidays Are Coming!

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Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home. – Edith Sitwell

A Shade of Ash # 4 – This Berry Moment

Hey everybody,

Well, well, well…look who it is? I’m sorry, I truly am, please forgive me as real life is a distraction to kill all creativity. Yup, this past week, ah…nutzo, once again. But hey? I survived, I’m here, and I’m ready to share with you lovely folks another Shade of Ash. This time, inspired by a walk. A walk I took yesterday in the foggy mist which got me thinking.

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What Does it Call For Tomorrow

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the ocean called out for me today
its salt carried to my lips by a piercing wind
a message kept from a childhood forgotten

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Rose From The Ash

I remember first being cold
alone, outside and in
my eyes sore, drained
pinched red

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Journal Entry # 155 – See, He Gets Me!

We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today. – Stacia Tauscher

Bike Writer # 30 – Focus On The Good Things!!!

One small positive thought can change your whole day. – Zig Ziglar

Bike Writer # 24 – To and From the Soul!!

The farther I travel, the closer I am to myself. – Andrew McCarthy 

French Island

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surrounded in the francais
schoolboys like I, chase through stone corridors in jest
pass tank topped bread makers and
rum runners filling dark sacks
who was I to speak to the going-ons of this foreign land
take me instead to the countryside
in an hour less a half
share with me tales
let me sip wine
and pretend that I am a man





Sunshine Blogger Award # 3

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Happy Friday everybody,

Boom, as I mentioned in my last post, here’s entry number two of two. Yup, two Sunshine Blogger Awards in a week. Not too shabby. What have I been doing to receive all this love? This time it was FloatingGold who sneakingly nominated me for this award just the other day. I was checking out their blog and as I came to the nominees section I noticed my name on the list. Just like last time, I was both surprised and once again flattered by another tip of the hat from a blogging friend. Thank you for your nomination and thanks for thinking that Earth to Ash is up to your golden standard. (see what I did there?) We’ve been blogging friends for some time now as it is, so seeing this only reinforces that. Now peeps, after you give this my post a read, why not follow the above link and take some time to check out FloatingGold’s little piece of the bloggerverse. You won’t be disappointed.

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