I have always been ash
ash was in my mouth when I first cleared my lungs
coming from the inside out
unwrinkling doubt
I have always been ash
ash was in my hair tinging it with streaks of despair
shouting from roof tops
some of us are better off unborn
I have always been ash
ash was my bed fellow when light was dimmed
we lay side by side, reluctant sardines
licking the brine from our dessication
I have always been ash
ash was my first lover who turned the oiled key
a world of hurt in carnival ride
the painted horses, so noble, so fine
I have always been ash
ash is my name, fingerprint, DNA
ash is my best friend, last sex, the one who will
nail Beachwood coffin shut, throw the earth
on top, along with ash it mixes and turns
white like skeletons
dance
between
the
plots
A truly wonderful poem! Love the picture. I had a cat for sixteen years, named Tiger, that looked exactly like this one.
Dwight
Thank you Dwight♡
R
Love the imagery here, and the repitition works extremely well.
Thank you so much dear Chris!
R- sent by error……. We shall all rise from the ashes- and live and breathe clear the air we deserve. A time for rising up through the ash- and grasp that which is rightfully ours. LIFE….
Well said! So well said my friend!
“The painted horses so noble so fine”…..wonderfully and beautifully written! I threw the dirt on my good friend’s grave….took my time…took my turn. He would have loved this writing. He died on Christmas morning 2 years ago…you have written him a belated present. From nim and from me, thank you so much!
Always my friend (always)
Deeply beautiful & moving my friend. ❤
Thank you so much my dear one
You blow my mind! This is so beautiful <3
You ROCK!
Smiley face!! So do you <3
a wonderful poem indeed.you gave me goosebumps…
Thank you so much! I appreciate you!
Oh wow.
xo big hugs to my sister in curl xo
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Oh I love this as much as I love you. 💕
Thank you dearest Eric
Dear Feathered Sleep,
You are a very gifted poet. Your words are beautifully crafted. Gorgeous.
Sydney
I so appreciate you dear Sydney for saying so that means a lot to me, thank you so much!
Candice, this one is special. You are truly a POET.
Thank you dear Denis. You are too.
Beautifully done – perfect for the photo
Isobel Huppert – still crushing 😉
Nihilistic
Oy! You’re supposed to be on the road dancing with Kangeroos! 😉
I am !! But not 24/7 🙂
Intrepid girl♡♡♡
Wonderfully writing. Truly enjoyed
Thank you so much!
Wow. Powerful imagery and words. Thank you for liking a post on my blog. It gave me the opportunity to *meet* you and your blog. Beautifully penned poem.
Thank you so much! I am so grateful to you!
And throw the ash into the wind, let it drift on the breeze and land gently on the sweet earth….xo
So true! xo (hug)
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Another art masterpiece
Thank you lovely♡
Always such a delight Candice
Good things always come out of a great mind…
Excellent line Totally agree! Thank you for reading!
How often you speak directly to my soul
I felt happy reading this. Sometimes when we don’t talk much I feel I don’t and it just feels good to know I still do. I hope you read what I wrote about your paper and how you must not let that hold you back.