A rocking chair and the gap between your stories. I hung in that quiet and on your every last word. Your voice for my heart, your silence for my soul. Then, it was time for tea…
A Shade of Ash # 42 – The Silence Was Strengthening
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Second Thoughts # 11 – Life Wharf Living
Stop and take notice or end up missing everything. – Ash
Earth to Ash Podcast Episode # 12 – Happy Days!
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I discuss being happy. It is a simple concept, but sometimes hard to execute. Listen to my story and strategy of trying to inject as much happiness into my day as I can. Plus I talk about how age is only a number when your inside is forever young. And, as always, I throw in a quote and a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
Earth to Ash Podcast Episode # 11 – He’s Alive!
Welcome back, join me and my continuing conversation about my thoughts, feelings, and emotions to the world around me.
In this episode, I discuss being finally back behind the microphone and continuing the conversation. No rhyme or reason for my sabbatical, just an abandoned podcast and zero excuses. I talk about where I have been and what I have been up to as a writer and some friendly banter. And, as always, I throw in a poem for good measure.
Enjoy!!
Story Jots # 13 – Back to the Futon
And, now you can open your eyes…
Wow… your DeLorean bed arrived. So, this is what we all got you for your birthday gift?
It certainly is. You could say this puts a new “spin” on “bedtime”.
Great and with puns included. It’s official, you’ve gone full nerd.
Shush, your pretty mouth. You like it. I can see you do behind whatever that expression is you’re trying to make. Come on, be honest. It’s exactly what you expected when you said I could get whatever I wanted for my fortieth.
Yeah, I rolled over way too easily it seems this “Back to Your Birthday” day.
Ouch!
A Shade of Ash # 41 – On-Line Therapy
Newfoundlanders and Labradorians have a saying, “Some day on clothes.” It’s a way to describe the weather. A fine day to pin some clothes on the line to dry. It can also be a way to describe how you’re feeling, as explained by the nice man in the video I’ve left for you below. By the way, that YouTube channel has a lot of our culture, history, and gorgeous scenery if you’re interested. Yes, the people of my beautiful island have always emoted using cultural phrases which are associated with everyday experience. When we have a feeling to share, there’s usually a Newfoundland and Labrador way of saying it.
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When I walk, the world is at my feet. But if that very same world gives me the chance, I’ll put them up. – Ash
My May-Day
this is a dream
I can’t be awake in this world
because you are not in it
I’ve searched everywhere but you’re gone
today though, the dream changes
I get to release a jar of hope
to make your voice the loudest
make your face come back to me oh so vividly
like the first day we met
that happy May
lately, this dream gets so close to a nightmare
because it has started to fade everything
and my jar of hope is almost empty
not enough to awaken me
to see you in reality smothers me
I gasp toward that life
choking to reach the other side
someone, please shake me
tell me it’s over
give me back my biggest loss
hear my may-day
Shade of Ash # 36 – Keep Right, Accept to Pass
Coping with my anxiety is like a bike ride. It’s hard to balance. There is a chance I will fall. Sometimes I do. But, I have to keep going if I am going to learn how to ride with it. – Ash
Here Lies
I called for you last night
it wasn’t for any of those other reasons we have
this time it was to tell you I was hurting
hurting still… only differently
differently, that poetry won’t mend
differently, that thoughts of you won’t pacify
differently, that distraction from you won’t make me forget
no, this time so different that even a superhero’s cape couldn’t save me
as I sit on the other side of a mountain of hope
I always thought you would answer my cry when it felt real to you
to whatever real means to you
I have done nothing over these years but climb that hope
over and over
thinking one day I would resurrect that real and make it come alive again
to finally know that you feel something for me
maybe that’s all my own dreams
and we know dreams are not real
one day dust will sweep over my body where it lay
marked for the rest of the world
with a sentence that I still continue to call out your name
from beneath my mountain of hope
that fell and crumbled the same day as I did
…your father
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