ashleydawn : Writing

A Writer's Habit

A Writer's Habit

A Poem by ashleydawn


Such and awful habitChewing on the end of my penI find it replacing my meals oftenwhen deadlines in my brainare larger than the necessities of lifeI'm..
Your Gifts of Childhood

Your Gifts of Childhood

A Poem by ashleydawn


I've held ontohundreds of dialougescategorized intosober and notSnide remarks madein late hourswhen your sensor has dozed offor had too muchEmotional ..
Dusted Memories

Dusted Memories

A Poem by ashleydawn


The bedside lampflickersdimIlluminating each dusted memorythat glasses a frameof forgotten timesA weekly routine of choresseems to have skipped over t..
Unable

Unable

A Poem by ashleydawn


Pen and notebooklie baskingby the bedsideTauntingEach day rises and fallswithout a line of proseescapingMy soul becomes buriedbeneath the recordsmy mi..
What the World Has Taught

What the World Has Taught

A Poem by ashleydawn


He signed the waiverand took the coursean inexperienced 17DeployedHis childhood friendkept in touch onlyto grasp a small partof the war.A morsel of in..
Curled

Curled

A Poem by ashleydawn


Woven strings of floor Unravel one, then another Soon, I'mcovered in curls and I wonder what I've done Like each thread of foundation I've pluc..
I Pray to God You're Buying Seltzer

I Pray to God You're Buying Seltzer

A Poem by ashleydawn


I watch you pass by the deserts Exchanging conversation of potential purchases Walking straight down the aisle aligned directly with your entr..
More Than Intended

More Than Intended

A Poem by ashleydawn


I don't write for you. Sadly reader, you're not that important In the process of trying to explain myself in language My mind never questions yo..
My Mother's Six

My Mother's Six

A Poem by ashleydawn


Swiftly skiming for an empty canvas to release impatient prose My fingers catch a page and my eyes a number Selected at random in tune with memo..
I Get Quiet

I Get Quiet

A Poem by ashleydawn


We all react differentlywhen things go wrongAnd like a cloudy dawnI get quietLike a child on the beachSoftly hummingthrough the sandCollecting treasur..