a July night’s breeze
fills the lungs of two lovers
before words spoken
All is Fair, In Love – Haiku
Tag: ocean
Crash Into Me – Haiku
serendipitous
do their lips crash together
first time like waves do
A Love, Well Traveled – Haiku
old train in summer
travels with two hearts, a stow
destination love
Kidnap Me – Haiku
a cove hideaway
stealing looks chasing naked
no want for escape
Love for Shore – Haiku
in sands of midnight
bodies drowning with passion
waves crashing with sins
Earth to Ash Episode Fifty Three – Nod, On My Watch
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 on a stroll in the beautiful beginning of August. Saying “Good Morning” to all my neighbours, and tossing a subtle nod hello to those folks I don’t know, hoping to exchange smiles in passing. I also discuss how letting go of hurt and pain can have a healing effect. And, as always, I throw in a poem, no wait…two poems for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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Earth to Ash Episode Fifty Two – Charged With A Salt
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 in between the seconds of a beautiful sunny morning, getting triggered by the reminiscence of summer. A warm breeze, the smell of freshly cut grass, and a scent of the salt ocean. And, as always, I throw in a poem, no wait…two poems for good measure.
Enjoy!!
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Tide Me Over – Haiku
edge of the ocean
salt starts a craving for sea
comes to me in waves
Journal Entry # 227 – I Staged this Photo
There is nothing like keeping a deja vu in your back pocket. Easily triggered by the stimulus that surrounds you. Today, a walk to the edge of the harbour and my whole life flashed back. All it took was the smell of saltwater, the touch of a rains mist, and wonderful memories came flooding back as strong as the approaching tide. A picture is wharf a thousand words. – Ash
A Mermaid’s Lullaby
A hill where a mermaid danced,
lay marked by a single stone.
Tales left to imagine,
on the night when the harbour’s alone.
The land once rose above her,
to be the brand new sky.
She screams from beneath the ocean,
but no one hears her cry.
Come dance again dear lady,
I feel your song, a boy.
Help me free your spirit,
from this fishermen’s lullaby.
