Right Here/Write Now (pt1)

Grab a pen
Bleed it dry
To paper

Let it run
Till empty
Till you’ve emptied everything

Leave nothing behind
Let everything
On each leaf

Be brutal
With every stroke
Slash each dash
Stab each dot

Express violently
Every silence
Every bitten tongue thought
Every bottled up word
In loud screaming ink

Be brutally honest
Recklessly torrid
And say everything
Every
Little
Thing
That you meant to say but didn’t
That you should have said but couldn’t

Let it leak from the bottom of the well
Slow and steady
Like warm
Thick
Molasses
Let it ooze
Catharsis
In quill
Then breathe.

 

un.fail

When you let failure gain momentum

take traction

and get a foothold in your memory

It won’t be a polite guest

It won’t sit in it’s corner

and play nice

I Could

I could
Be about you
Let you seep into my poetry
Permeate my thoughts
Possess my will

I could
Play the part
Seduce you
And entrance you
Siren to your ship

30 Day Challenge: As of Day 20

Today, I find myself pulled in all directions.
Simply surface walking.

I feel unable to dig
to the depth
that I need to,
to properly plug into that place
where my art comes from.

And it’s not like I can’t think of anything to write
It’s that, what I’m writing isn’t coming out as it should.

It’s like when the cookies just don’t bake right
how you’ll eat it
But not share it too too publicly.

That’s how it is right now.

God knows there’s a lot I want to say.
I am simply struggling to find the words.

But as I get into the practice of speaking my mind,
it gets easier each time,
to claim my space,
to declare my stance
and state my views
as I choose.

It’s liberating and empowering
And encouraging

“Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure”
It’s an amazing thing to even begin to face that fear.

Press on.
L. Ashwood

Numb

And when you become
Numb

Can

They will call you Impossible
When they don’t understand;

They will label your Unique

‘Weird’

‘Abnormal’

And ‘unable to occur’,

Even as you stand before them
Your breathing existence
Proving them wrong
Challenging their quo
Changing the status of their world
And bending their rules to breaking
They will deny your possibility

Some People Stay

With you,
Innumerable miles between
But next to you,
Lingering
Like a sweet perfume.

Or with you,
Pungent
And inescapable
Like that hint of garlic
Haunting you neath your breath.

Gulab Jamun (Another Haiku)

Now that I know Whole Foods has
Gulab Jamun there
Diabetes is my fare (/fear).

30 Day Challenge: As of Day 16

It’s so amazing to be posting again!

Writing for yourself is awesome! But, sharing with others and dedicating time to do so daily is a challenge and a journey: one that has been incredibly rewarding.

Among the rewards has been a surfeit of inspiration where long-term lack used to reside. Or more accurately, there has been an increase in throughput of converting inspiration into word energy that is fit for other people than myself.

It’s trés exciting to be back in this place of production yet again. And even more thrilling to see how I have matured in style and reflection. I am enthused to see where I go from here.

Let’s call this new spike of inspiration Season 3.

It can only get better!

Hopped up on sugar (physically and emotionally),
L. Ashwood

Men Do Cry

Real men
Have the strength to be weak
To break down and weep
To honestly feel
Without fear
Of a tear