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Shade of Ash # 11 – Albert James Douglas
Posted on April 10, 2021 3 Comments
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us. – Helen Keller
Young Summer
Posted on January 23, 2021 Leave a Comment
took a walk-in summer grass picked a blade, made a sound the air was country wild strawberries sweet like lazy cats we lay for hours In the filthy hot, in the no time afternoons sometimes on the highway to anywhere I had never been, now I was away from home, but home In a holiday dusk I remember watching mosquitos dance we hid in quiet as the sun […]
Dukes of Habit
Posted on April 17, 2020 Leave a Comment
Irish nightwith a few black beers for luckstood elbow to elbow in the midst of strange drunkardsthree sheets to the windplacing little wagers before the clock struckand the tender turns us awaylike the last three nights we’ve been
The Quiet Path
Posted on April 4, 2020 2 Comments
I dream some daysof getting lost in the pathalong the quiet way homeway past the halfway evergreenunder those forest peekaboosjust to listen to the river as it runs
Pool Boys
Posted on April 3, 2020 Leave a Comment
A cold beer ran down my lips, to my chinin a moment I knew would last a lifetimethere was a pool table…balls rackedready for a breaksome girl singing on the radiowe both sang a few of the wordsthose we could rememberall night we competedbest in banter, best in billards, best in brew,butnever best in friendsthat […]
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
Happy National Indigenous Peoples Day!!!
Posted on June 21, 2019 6 Comments
Hey Everyone, It’s National Indigenous Peoples Day here in Canada, and given that I’m 3rd generation myself, I am dedicating today’s entry to my grandmother. She was Mi’kmaw, and a member of the Miawpukek First Nation. I’m currently a voting member of the reservation band council and have been for many years now.
Bike Writer # 19 – Our Peace From Their War
Posted on May 30, 2019 8 Comments
A people without the knowledge of their past history, origin and culture is like a tree without roots. – Marcus Garvey
The Brothers
Posted on September 20, 2018 Leave a Comment
Eight tracks and underage, hard rock for the teenage, one summer eve, surrounded by kings. They rolled their tokes, shared loose smokes, and bragged, of sweetheart flings. I watched all night, as they pal and fight. Curse, and say foolish things. Like “Play it again.” said my uncle to a friend, as we sat, listening, […]
Journal Entry # 42 – Feel it Again
Posted on August 4, 2018 7 Comments
Sometimes I wish I could go back in time. Not to change it, but to feel a couple of things twice.
Ash Douglas