What form will my words take when body turns to ash – will they melt into the ocean, tiny droplets of consciousness expanding, or wash ashore like driftwood, their essence stripped and bare?

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Everything is real. The problem is people want to show off to the next person so they fake a particular reality. Many are scared to feel too deep, so they keep it on the surface. Read more…

Unity of thought fleeting, overpowering potential – adaptation never-ending. Possibility articulated, ridicule attached – an irrelevant couple. External/ societal motivators destroy heart, fuel panic – authority wrongly positioned. Take hold of intent, mend what lingers, Read more…

Seasonal lovers. The reason they couldn’t stay is because they served their purpose in your life. They either healed a piece of you that was torn apart or opened a wound that needed cleansing. Every Read more…

So many well intentioned people will give you advice based on the thought that you can simply make a choice to not grieve. As someone who has been walking a painful road for almost 6 Read more…

She always tried to forget him.. but Alas it was SAUDADE which kept her pain alive .. Note:- Saudade = A intense longing for someone you have already lost…

As a veiled woman, my job as a nurse has never ever made me feel less valuable or worthy than any other person I’ve had the honor of working with. With that said, it makes Read more…

Hey little lady we are strangers but here is a thought or two We walk past one another without giving away much of a clue As to who we really are or do but I Read more…

Life is a priceless treasure that we are given to guard & make use of to the best of our ability,but by the time most of us realize this it is far too late…..

She graciously allowed her memories to float back to her.  She allowed them to settle and noticed her fears go through her like bullets, leaving darkness in their gaps. As she assessed the dim chapters Read more…

It’s a rainy Monday morning, and it’s cold, winter is announcing itself. I am not a winter person. I do not like the cold, so this week is going to be rough! The weather forecast Read more…

Mother dear, do not fear Mother dear, we are here Mother dear, remember to feel Mother dear, please do heal Mother dear, life is real Mother dear, just kneel  

“It’s over…” she said carefully “isn’t it.” As they sat a foot apart, on the edge of the old stone bridge on where they spent their lazy Sunday afternoons, she felt the air of their Read more…

Skipping along the patio of a nature park was a little Azula with her blue balloon. A prize she had won from a game at her best friend’s birthday party. She was so pleased to Read more…

Freedom of Thought Wouldn’t it be nice to live in freedom! I am not projecting freedom from the vantage point of being free physically, but from the freedom to choose thoughts. Thought is freedom, you Read more…

It never stops. The pain that renders my soul. The furious mind that awaits to fight. The curious eyes that search for you in every crowd. Places that were once uplifting, has turned into graveyards. Read more…

When I started to school we were living on North Avenue in Woodland Heights, not very far from White Oak Bayou and near downtown Houston. I first attended Travis Elementary on Beauchamp Street, which was Read more…

Stuck in a whirlwind of memories and nostalgia she noticed the world continued to move forward without her. Wherever she went, she wore her grief as a veil sometimes it was so thick that she Read more…

Hello all. My name is Kelly Miller. I am a poet and a visual artist. I am happy to be a new member of Ascerblog. I am looking forward to sharing my work with you. Read more…

His name rolled off my tongue Like word vomit The thought of you Nauseates me There’s this feeling That just won’t go away Unless you do There’s no pain No heartache Just a numbness The Read more…

Somehow some people reveal their ugly truths, standing aside and waiting for you to fall apart. You get pushed around, shoved in a box and labeled as broken. And somehow you think it’s relevant because Read more…

A pair of green eyes looked pointedly at me. Sitting comfortably on my window ledge in a red-knitted sweater and sweat pants, my hair in a messy bun and bowl of oatmeal in hand, I Read more…

Colossians 2:20 “Since you died with Christ to the elemental spiritual forces of this world, why, as though you still belonged to the world, do you submit to its rules?” What a powerful verse. Here Read more…

Two cups of coffee Blacker than the sky outside This Wednesday morning.   The road to the bus Is going even deeper Than the mirrored sky.   And burgeoning dawn Spreading red flower petals Now Read more…

You came to me in my dreams last night. I was happy you did. I was sad you did. It’s weird. I came to your room. And there you lay naked. You asked me to Read more…

Let me be your city and get lost in me Look into my eyes and pull me in your sea I’ll drink in your waters, you’ll take in my lights Lose the maps, I will Read more…