The dawn of a day is when life takes a deep breath. – Ash
Journal Entry # 257 – It Just Dawned on Me
Tag: Moments
A Night with George
Photo By: Sara Swain
street of dampened cobblestone
dirty pigeons and trampled smokes
where marquee lights faded in the creeping sun
and police cruiser chirps, shooed on
as randoms of strangers filter out of holes in the walls
scurrying from the light
with squinted eyes, messed up hair…
empty pockets and smeared makeup
they all zombie
stagger…stumble…kiss and curse
down a drunk-filled stretch
past half-eaten pizza by the atm
after the hot dogs being served with rotten hands
before the guy with the sign looking for money
next to the lady who bums cigarettes
while muffled beats still play out
faint
like the night is still hanging on
barely
to dull-sounding music like life support
it makes you sick as you stand there
then you laugh for no reason
check your pockets
and hail that holy cab
Earth to Ash Episode # 49 – I’m Glad to the Bone
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m out and about and glad I am. Glad to the bone, because if you can’t find happiness in your day, then that day stays exactly the same. Who wants that vicious cycle? I know I don’t, and I may have a way to make sure you don’t either. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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Earth to Ash Episode # 48 – I’m Overlooking Things
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I am on a completely different path, far from the harbour shore, overlooking things. Seeing the bigger picture and shaking the anxiety off of me, as I sometimes have to do. If not, I overlook life. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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Black and White Memories
Sunday morning
I could smell the scent of church perfume
Nan must have just left
Pop is cooking me eggs and mmm…eggs like no others
special
for me
he loved it
taking his time, trying not to break the yolk
my thing, his thing, our thing
then I appeared
through the kitchen archway
straight to the table and that inside chair
my spot til university
pop’s service was top-notch
always repeating no more
then you turn the tiny knob
on the black and white tiny old TV
cracks of static at first
our favorite show flickers and plays on
it must be ten o’clock now
because the sun is stretching through the window
reaching the rocking chair
where pop is sitting in listen
here’s to adventure
here’s to romance
here’s the Cisco kid
not a word is spoken
souls in harmony
time in quantity
a moment in quality
memories of black and white
bring me the most colour
Earth to Ash Episode # 47 – Good Friday, Great Saturday
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I am on a brisk morning walk discussing a bunch of things. Particularly, life and death, and how those two aspects of existence have a daily effect on us and how I feel about both of them after recently being touched by loss one again. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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Mornings of Spring – Haiku
a little bird sits
on a wire wondering where
it shall fly to next
Terminal Panic – Haiku
in a strange city
both sitting at the bus stop
hoping that one’s home
Back Before Supper
my face lay against the sweltering rock
with one side toward the sun kisses
clouds above me stream along
shapes and sizes I make
a tickle breeze keeps me away from biting flies
my knee is skinned and bleeding a little
is it supper time
as a whistle blows
cars scurry home like ants
wait…is that a plane
then we jump
from the rocket-like stone
twist our ankles to the ouch side in
wince and run the whole field in one burst
we reach that one spot and act like kings for a summer second
looking down on the kingdom
running into battle against invisible soldiers
to break through to reach home
where there’s a bush with some berries
by the picket fence and an ant hill
I ate five
you a handful
back then…
back before supper
Earth to Ash Episode # 46 – Something’s A “Mist”
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m on my first feel-good Spring walk smiling like something’s a “mist.” Like today’s beautiful damp grey foggy day as Mother Nature starts to clean up after winter. I can relate to days like this, have a listen as I will tell you how. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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