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June 4, 2019
 

The days that are gone..
The giggles that echoed in
Grandma's house
The pies and sweetmeats
That enthroned the kitchen top
The laughter that came
From nowhere and grew
The treading of miles
In just a flipflop
The wonder that was
My mummy's lap
The perfect place
For an afternoon snap
The joy of holding
My daddy's hand
The fun of playing
In the cousins' band
Those were the days
Of summers that shone
Alive in my memories
The days that are gone..

MADE WITH LOVE
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May 30, 2019
 

i spent hours
beneath the rain
collecting seashells,
wandering the shore,
this mind of mine
lost in its own world
i fed the sea memories,
silent songs
of this saudade
in my veins
i watched the previous day
get washed away
by the waves,
so many lost hours
swept out to sea
i stayed as the morning air
became the evening breeze,
the skies still spilling down
in a fine mist
and finally,
i felt
cleansed
- ashley jane

NEVER LOOK BACK
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May 29, 2019
 

I still remember you
Despite the thousand miles
That stand between us
Despite the million faces
I see every day
Despite the numerous voices
I hear everyday
Despite the years
That have passed by
Despite the love
That has faded away
Despite the stories
That are forgotten
Despite the new beginnings
And the goodbyes
Despite the memories
That have sunk deep
I still remember
Together what we have been through
I still remember you

Lubbu

ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 29, 2019
 

My childhood has gone
but not my children's childhood
they are in their
best phase of life,
I am with them in that
which means
I am living in my
"second childhood."

-Chirayu!.

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 27, 2019
 

Well he  said I irritated him because I did things differently.
I asked why get mad?
You do everything differently than I do.  But I just chalk it to we each have our own way.  He said ,”I don’t know! I just find what you’re doing so maddening!”
I said ,” Why tear me down? I support you.”
He did not have an answer.
This now likely makes me very sensitive to conflict.

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ENJOY THE LITTLE THINGS
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May 22, 2019
 

citrus, salt, tequila fresca —
flavors that remind me of you,
of blue sea days and purple dreams,
of music and nights carrying a touch of magic,
of a winter heart that felt just like summer
- ashley jane

SUMMER LOVIN
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May 21, 2019
 

    This time next year
    The departed in my life
    Will have faded
    Into the background
    Like the fleeting remnants
    Of a summer storm
    Their memories returning
    Every so often
    Like whispers on the wind
    To remind me
    That they are gone
    But not forgotten.          JD








*Gone*
#ThisTimeNextYear #LiAnnahInMay #WritingChallenges
#TheDeparted #May19WEchallenge #MovieTitlePoetry
#storm & #gone #CMMayChallenge19

WHITE CLOCK
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May 21, 2019
 

Much of our history
of what we are
and how we are
is shaped by our memory
and what better way
to feed it
than to read
and be inspired
by others.

iam_ibXXI

WHITE CLOCK
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May 21, 2019
 

My favourite colour is electric blue because it reminds of stargazing and astronomy, summer nights, that the fact that I am also goth.  That and it is calming when I see it.  

WHITE CLOCK
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May 17, 2019
 

A little ditty

About Jack and Diane

Takes me back

To when we were seventeen

You owned the beach

In your Oakley shades

And those cut off jeans

If you heard it now

Would it take you back?

And would you smile

And wonder what became of me

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 16, 2019
 

Si me rompo en mil pedazos es por la ilusión que murió en tus labios.

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 16, 2019
 

That Rose 🌹 .

You looked at me while I was adoring that rose,

To give me a smile you chose to pluck that rose.

I was in my own world didn't saw you moving towards that rose.

Thud! Ah!! That sound I heard and I screamed as you were not their near to that rose.

Everyone rushed as noone had ever thought that you will fall in  that well
which was hided wth a sheet in front of that rose .

Yes he was drowning just for a smile , for me and for that Rose.

Someone from crowd was braveheart who jumped in a well with a bucket & rope without a second thought .

Few minutes later he gave little push to  rope string ,
other's quickly pulled that bucket and of course it was him .

He got some bruis...

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 16, 2019
 

it’s funny, the things remembered most.
too often, i exist in a dream-like state, pictures flooding in because some song on the radio insisted that i hadn’t reminisced in far too long. like, the way hank williams songs remind me of learning to drive a stick shift in the pasture behind my great grandparent’s house. or how when incubus plays i’m taken back to that night in the biting wind when we stood against the stage and sang our hearts out to every song. or like whenever strawberry wine comes on the radio, i suddenly find myself under coral skies, moments falling like petals from dandelions.
memories echo in every line
and i get lost in them every single time
- ashley jane

VINYL
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May 15, 2019
 

           So hard to sleep.My stomach hurts, my heart aches.
I tried to meditate, I cried, I spoke out loud to Freddy hoping he could hear me in the after life.
        
           I started looking through my phone and came across a random voice memo of a conversation between Freddy, my daughter and myself that I recorded without them knowing in March 2018. 5 months before he died from Cancer. I never listened to it. This recording went on for almost 20 minutes. We were laughing, joking, with our daughter then she left the room for a few minutes. He and I were alone, we were teasing each other, talking about the show that was on, we were talking politics, being sarcastic, laughing.

...

STAR EXPLODING
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May 11, 2019
 

We were
Celebrating your birthday
Nano
The hole gang was there
And I socialize
And have a good time
And practicing tae kwon do
And play with
Jake the dog
Well into the night
In my backyard
It was a summer evening
The party ended in me running
To the beauty
Of the full
Moon
What a night.  

ENDLESS STARS
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May 11, 2019
 

In the summer night
My father and I
Blew bubbles in
The night
And stargaze
Having a jolly good time
While my mother
Dealt with a meeting
As the we go for a walk
The stars in the Dipper
Grow brighter and brighter
When we return
The meeting is terminated
And we go into our house
As I feed on a tart
I am positively haunted
With bubbles and
Stargazing.  
Still am to this day.  

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 11, 2019
 

Dear Summer,

I was at the office today... I wanted to gather my things and leave, I opened my bag and I Felt something tucked in there, thats when I remembered, that the letter you gave me when we last saw eachother was there.. Never left my bag since the night you gave it to me. I froze for a moment, not knowing what to feel and after a while I gathered my thoughts and left. 

I reached home, sat down and I was staring at my bag. As if it was pandora's box, I reached to grab it knowing that my heart will race. I opened the inner bocket I kept your letter in, knowing that the shell that I've been trying to build for months now to protect us will fall apart, and then... 

Your perfume was s...

LAST HUG
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May 9, 2019
 

             ~ SMILING ANGEL~

Bruised and hurt ,
Ripped  clothes barely covered her.
Sobbing and struggling,
She decided to end her life .
  ............
She looked upon her life for one last time
And  her movie  played in the half open eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~
Born in small and poor clique .
Insouciant, she was always dressed with wide smile ,
An etheral soul she was.

Soon she was 14, bleed for the 1st time,
And same day sold to new life ,
With the promise of future and full belly.

All alone she entered in the real world
Smiling naively , unknown of the darkness, she will cross all alone.

On her premier she was angelic, descended from heaven ,
fair complexion , black eyes and pink lips ....

PERFECTION
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May 9, 2019
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Hay cosas que olvidamos... Y hay cosas que no podemos olvidar, es gracioso, no sé cual es mas triste...

FOLLOW YOUR HEART
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May 5, 2019
 

When wind played with your skirt
The naughty boys began to mock
Then, do you remember what I did?

For the maths once you got zero
While entire class burst into laughter
Then, do you remember what I did?

Once your rhythmic walk to home,
Flirting eyes from the street screened you
Then, do you remember what I did?

Together we sat, together we rest
Yet our most wanted words we hid
That's the blunder ever we did.

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CREATIVE WRITING
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