When I wander, I wonder. When I take the long way, I think the whole day. When I touch the earth, it makes it all worth. – Ash
A Shade of Ash # 52 – Seek, and you Shall Pine
Tag: Poetry
Earth to Ash Podcast Episode # 38 – In the Mist of Things
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m walking in the misty rain remembering what it’s like to be present in the moment. I talk along the dampened town streets about sometimes not being myself and needing a little nudge. Take a moment and bold your lines, shade yourself in when you start to fade. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
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A Shade of Ash # 51 – Life Poetic
The purpose of my soul is to share it. – Ash
Am I Write? # 51 – My Story Checks Out
When I can’t write, I read. I’ve since been reading, and now I’m writing again. That’s how stories go. – Ash
A Man Who Walked Through Beads
on the edge of my seat.. bout 6:30
my best behaviour on display
the only way someone else taught me
all the rain had just stopped
as I watched a man walk through beads
Earth to Ash Podcast Episode # 37 – Growth Spurt
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m walking on a chilled Monday eve watching leaves fall to the ground, thinking about personal growth and how I’ve moved forward with the help of keeping promises to myself. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
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Am I Write? # 50 – Bean There, Wrote That
Coffee shops for me are a mood. Sometimes changing the writing mood can put you in a writing mood. – Ash
Am I Write? # 49 – Where Do I Start?
I don’t realize how many blank pages there are until I start writing. – Ash
Earth to Ash Podcast Episode # 36 – Lovely Day
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I’m rambling in the ambiance of a September eve. I’m walking, I’m talking, and I’m vibing when all of a sudden, an impromptu Newfoundland concert happens smack dab in the middle. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!!
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My Feelings
that time in the evening
of a September day
is a feeling
a time when thoughts can drift
when sound stays quiet
the road a certain hue of grey
like the sky, maybe one shade away
sometimes I look down and count the patches
kick the broken asphalt
to the dirted sides
where the trees grow
the berries bush
and flowers wild
I look harder at things
appreciate that I am
then
remember someone
think of some time
escape back to a similar place
that time in the evening
I could see into kitchens
and all those moths swarming the post-office lights
hear dogs and guess which one
see cats and watch them go home
smell sawdust and smile
that time in the evening
of a September day
was a feeling
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