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Dec 2014 Ashley

ECHO

Dec 2014 Ashley

The Terry Tree

ECHO

You are the echo
On the other side
Of the room
In my heart
You are the beat
That drums within
Every brand new
Day I start

You are the rise
You are the fall
Of every sun
And every moon

Every moment
That I turn around in
If I want to give up
You tell me,
"Not yet,
It's too soon..."

You are the hope
In which I live and dream
The silver clouds and
Colored schemes

I am grateful for my arms
To embrace the love
I've found
In you

I am grateful for my words
To speak the truth
Of how you make
Me feel

I am grateful for my nerves
That send the signals
To let me know
You are here

I am healed

I am grateful for my eyes
For without them
I would have
No sight

Hold me now
In this moment I have found
I am on a journey
To your house of
Living light

I am empowering
My deepest nature
You are the word that
Enlightens my
Destiny
You are the echo
That resonates
Within me

Unearth this infinite
Measure from within
That I can sense
You are the ultimate
Eternal presence

Wake me up
No, let me sleep
You are the holy place
Inside that I never
Want to leave

There are two wolves
Deep within my heart
A wolf of love
And a wolf of hate
I feed the wolf
That resonates
With your love
For your love
Is my love
And my love
Is your
Love

Brilliant, shining
Gorgeous love
Penetrating
From above

I allow this place
To hold me at
All times
I allow your
Breath of love
To rise
Inside
Me like
A dove

My lungs are filled
With truth
My lungs are filled
With you
A breath of wings
Fly like prayers
That say thank you
To your incredible
Warmth as you
Swarm around me
You are there
With a vibration
I can't see
But I can recognize
As your fire
Melts away all pain
Before my
Eyes

You are the echo
On the other side
Of the room
In my heart
You are the beat
That drums within
Every brand new
Day I start

My echo
My sacred journey
My love-connection
The ultimate direction
My favorite footprint
Unsurpassable
Presence of
Protection

I am open to your love
And the boundaries that
Separate me from
The rest of the world
Fall away as I
Evolve

You enlighten
You revolve
You are
A bright blue
Reflection
A sun-filled
Soft Blanket
Of affection

I journey to
Your life house
You are my
Dreamcatcher
My new way of being
You are
The beautiful echo
I'm living and
Breathing

© tHE tERRY tREE

#love #spiritual #blanket #echo #insight

Dec 2014 Ashley

Memorization

Dec 2014 Ashley

Landslide

Memorization

You asked me why I traced the lines on your face,
I couldn't bear to tell you that I wanted your skin to burn my fingertips until we met again.
I found myself staring while you were sleeping, memorizing your every feature.
 I don’t want to forget even the tiniest freckle.
I could paint every square inch of your room with utmost detail.
I memorized it while you were dreaming of all the places you'd rather be, and I was awake from the horrors of the nightmare that is your departure.
Maybe if I don't forget the view from my side of the bed, I'll be able to close my eyes and still imagine things haven't changed.

for Daniel.

#relationships #memories #distance

Dec 2014 Ashley

Fate

Dec 2014 Ashley

Unpuresoul

Fate

Fate, It's a funny thing
Some say It's make believe
Some say its worth anticipating
but fate is more than you perceive

It may come and go as pleased
and it may bring a new eve
it will leave some diseased
and some will achieve

but through the course
of time is no stranger
to those who show remorse
and pose as no danger

feel the hands around you
and ask if they know fate too
because fate is more than you perceive

#poem #thoughts #i #what #poems #to #know #fate #bored #dont

Dec 2014 Ashley

Don't Get Stuck, Babe

Dec 2014 Ashley

Amber Melissa Turkin

Don't Get Stuck, Babe

That night it snowed
so hard
I melt you between my lips
like an ice cube

Each time I touched your ribs
I was trying to let my love echo
through my fingertips

I fell half asleep on your bare chest
as you repeatedly said
“I love waking up to you”

I love:
waking up
you

I wrote this poem last winter, but figured I would share it now as a welcome to the new winter season!

Dec 2014 Ashley

Drowning in her eyes

Dec 2014 Ashley

Hayleigh

Drowning in her eyes

In her eyes lay pools of self hatred
So deep
that even the
strongest of swimmers
would drown.

Dec 2014 Ashley

7 Reasons Why It's Hard Being a Poet

Dec 2014 Ashley

Devon Webb

7 Reasons Why It's Hard Being a Poet

We are critical.

We find flaws in
everything we see
because nobody
wants to write
about perfection,
even though sometimes
we wish we could just stay
staring into that
unblemished surface.

2. We are never satisfied.

We live our lives upon
mountains of
scrunched up
bits of refill and
ideas we gave up
trying to
express.

3. We never forget.

We write words about
eye contact made
three months ago
that we replay over
and over in our minds
even though it
stopped
being relevant.

4. We are fickle.**

Our emotions flash
from one
to the other
like strobe lighting that
disorientates us
until we feel as if
the world
will never be still.

5. We are exposed.

We don't know how
to keep our feelings
to ourselves so
we'll write them
down for
you to find
'accidentally'.

6. We are vulnerable.

We wear our
hearts on our sleeves
and won't lift a
muscle to fight back
if somebody tries
to break it
because we thrive
from the pain.

7. We will never stop.

We will never stop
feeling and
we will never stop
hurting,
we will never stop
breaking and
bleeding and
loving
even though the cycle
is endless
and we know what's
coming next.

We are addicted
to agony,
but we agonise
for the art.

It's worth it though.