Under This One Light

under this one light

in the amber hue, I have my portal to then

an eve painted in summer

teenage banter filled the air as crushes bloomed

and comradery flourished

cool breezes were another layer of skin

traffic and the passerbys provided background noise

like an orchestra playing a scene of those wonder years

time dared not show its face where we ran, we played

all of us together having no clue one day we would grow apart

as age banished our internal youth

but for that very moment, a looping memory was being created

for everyone, I’m sure, for me… for sure

against the fade of those nights that will stand the test of tomorrows to come

I remember because each second I stand here in the illuminated golden of right now

my heart minted in aurulent

keeping this memory where I leave it

under this one light

Find Me – Haiku

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fading fading fast
no one can see where I’ve gone
must be how I blend

Journal Entry # 240 – I Second That!

Living between seconds adds years to your life. – Ash 

A Shade of Ash # 32 – I’ll Just Leaf This Advice Right Here

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This fallen leaf. A symbol that change is necessary sometimes to achieve further growth. – Ash 

Shade of Ash # 23 – Taking the Fall

When I get weak, I don’t fall. I run to it. – Ash

A Shade of Ash # 22 – Now, The Forecast For Your Future!

There is only now. Realize that and your life changes. – Ash

Journal Entry # 238 – Life is Shores to Take

In a moment like this, life and a photo become right there for the taking. This picture is proof I grabbed for them both. – Ash

Story Jot # 7 – Dark Twins (Continued)

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Aeryn: Sister, you’re injured. We should stop. That is a lot of blood coming out of that wound. 

Adria: It’s fine. We don’t have time to stop. Those humans won’t be stopping, so we cannot afford to. Let’s keep on moving. You know the plan.

Aeryn: I know the humans are on us, I remember the plan, but we just need to slow down enough so we can heal you. Come, take hold of my hand. 

Aeryn moves close to her sister who by now has no use of her entire left side. She could barely keep herself in flight. The gunshot wound she received from a shower of bullets sprayed at them during their escape was looking more and more serious. As soon as Adria got ahold of her sister’s hand, both began to glow. They flew in a trance-like state with their eyes closed as Adria’s wound began to heal and her skin slowly started to grow over. Colour came rushing back into her face and body and the blood stopped right away. She was healing. 

Continue reading “Story Jot # 7 – Dark Twins (Continued)”

Chasing Autumn – Haiku

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summer is closing 
September trips at its door 
a fall worth taking 

A Shade of Ash # 21 – Heart to Heart

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I mentioned my daughter today as I always do in conversation. Oddly enough, to someone the same age as her. The response, “If she is anything like you, Ash, I’m sure she is just as awesome.” My heart sank. Why does the rest of the world see what she cannot? Why do I try to convince myself that what they say is not true because it is not told to me by her? Why do I feel broken and all she did was just sweep away the pieces? Questions I ask all the time because I hurt all the time. Something must be wrong with me. 
 
But then someone comes along and suddenly, my reflection in the mirror changes. The questions disappear as I find another piece of me that was thrown away. Returned by a friendly face reminding me how my big my heart actually is.