Where would we be without writing? Whether it’s read or written… writing’s for everybody. – Ash
Am I Write # 12 – You Got That Write
Tag: thoughts
Young Summer
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 went to sleep
while children ran through the tall trees
like tiny beasts searching for their capture
there was so much laughter inside my heart
a new smile I learned to grow
pure place full of running and joy
town between the seconds
I’ll be back again someday
Journal Entry # 221 – Discovery Takes A Lifetime
The further I get to go outside, the further I get to go inside. – Ash
Journal Entry # 220 – Here’s A Foot Note
I went for a walk the other day along the beach. As I did, I happened to look down and notice my footprints in the sand. I realized something. Every day, I worry so much about the steps I need to take and less about the ones I’ve taken. Life is always about moving forward though we forget about how far we have come already. Each step a footprint in our own lives. Just a reminder to look at your life as a journey, not a race. – Ash
Lonely Poet
my lines are barren of words
no one pays attention anymore
I walk away to try and heal
change those emotional bandages
stop the bloody hurt
when my lyrics are finally gone so will I
like a blank page…empty
death poetic is where these sonnets will live on
for stanzas from the grave bare the richest fruit
it’s then you see how poison being alive feels to a poet
when from lips when it can’t be
turning to the cover to remember from a photo
remember how abandoned I was with an audience
how forgotten I would become
unless I use creation to keep me alive
I’ll always be alone with my words
even if they are never again repeated
don’t repeat them for me
Journal Entry # 219 – Being Present Is A Gift To Yourself
The more present you are in a moment, the more beautiful the gift of living that moment becomes. – Ash
Post Of Christmas Past # 2 – The First Snowfall
Ah, the first snowfall in December. I have to say, it’s a magical thing! A bunch of huge snowflakes fall and suddenly I’m ten years old again. Sticking my tongue out as far as I can trying to catch the biggest one. Then, I ran as fast as I could, planting my two feet sideways and sliding halfway down the street. That’s pure joy right there. Yes, Santa is getting ready for Christmas and the snow coming now proves it. I thought that as a young boy and I will think about it forever. It’s the perfect way to bring that smile back to your face that the Grinch might have stolen.
What about you? What special memories of Christmas come to mind for you when you look out the window and see that it has started to snow? Does it take you back to a particular holiday moment in time, or simply put you in the mood for Christmas before you?
By the way, it’s beginning to look…
Post Of Christmas Past # 1 – The Christmas Concert
When I think of Christmases past, I remember the school concerts we had every year. After dark bus rides, dress pants too short, running around your classrooms at night, and those blinding stage lights. The moment you spotted your family you instantly wished you never. It was usually the moment my voice cracked.
Ah, the Christmas concert. It was the only time I ever wore tights and didn’t get arrested.
What’s your memory of Christmas concerts? Come on, let me know in the comments. Don’t give in to stage fright!
A Shade of Ash # 8 – My Life Couldn’t Be More Write
I write to hold on to time. – Ash
Journal Entry # 218 – Advice Can Sometimes Come In Waves
Be as the ocean and never stop trying to reach the shore. The harder you struggle, the stronger your waves become. Storm those beaches and change the tide in your favour. – Ash
Now, here’s a minute of waves. Enjoy!!
Earth To Ash 