Susan Ashley Poet Verse

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July 5, 2025

~ Second Place ~
Contest: Lost
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
•per contest specifics:
   *quatrains 1, 3, 5; hymn meter
  **quatrains 2, 4; free verse

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Lost

Amid the fire of twilight sun
I wish I knew my way
horizon’s char and moonlight’s shun
has ashed my hope   I pray

for dark cloud constellation to free
a cosmic steed for me to flee gunshot streets
for primrose to steal my yellow jaundice
and burn the itch in incense of roadside stars

for me to follow  scent and sight 
and find forsaken door
to open with my key contrite
a waif who’s lost no more

but gods of dirt and sky refuse
this pessimist with optimist dreams
side-of-road primrose mowed—  as needle holes
grow my nebulae-scars of blown-vein bruises

a morphine horse runs dirty track 
while stars in alley air
just stare and offer not but black
expanse    —my nowhere lair

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Randy Freie September 12, 2025 at 1:20 AM Hey, what's this "Second Place Slander?" I call for a recount! Turn the machines back on! Heads will ROLL!...TURN THE MACHINES BACK ON!!! Susan Ashley September 13, 2025 at 8:35 AM LOL! "Heads will roll!" Dear Randy, your humorous response to my poem's placement in the contest makes my poetic day! Thank you for your clarion call to turn the machines back on haha! but I think Craig got it right. Your witty outrage brings a bunch of giggles :) Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

CayCay Godwin July 25, 2025 at 11:40 PM I'm lost, couldn't find a lost contest pending or finalized, I'll look again but someone may need to look for me! Anyway, I love the libra line, we are optimistic pessimist, indeed. BEAUTIFUL. I am so glad a contest led to the birth of this poem. I've wanted to visit your poems for a long time but both life and Soup bounce me around at whim despite any procedural plan I may have. Enjoyed my time with your writes very much. You are a true poet - The Real Deal. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Susan Ashley July 30, 2025 at 10:47 AM Dear CayCay, it's so wonderful to see you! I'm thrilled to receive your gracious visit and wonderful thoughts. I'm humbled and honored, my poet friend. Thank you for sharing in the emotions and imagery of this poem with me. The contest was judged yesterday 7/29/25. You can find the finalized list on the contest results page. Indeed, the contest theme did give rise to this poem, so I have Craig to thank for the inspiration. Will visit your beautiful pages soon. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Reason A. Poteet July 15, 2025 at 9:18 AM your contrat twixt pessimist and optimist is well-done, clear to the reader. Well-written Susan with flair and precision. I enjoyed it despite the dark theme. So current to the times and the theme -LOST. Susan Ashley July 18, 2025 at 7:38 AM Dear Reason, it's wonderful to see you! I'm appreciative and gratified to receive your insightful and inspiring comments. Thank you for sharing in the imagery and emotion of this poem with me. Indeed, many are lost in these current times. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Eileen Manassian July 14, 2025 at 7:49 AM This pessimist with optimist dreams.. pure gold that phrase. Loved it. One wishes that she would have those dreams fulfilled and find salvation from her addiction. You have a wonderful way with words. Thank you for your kind visit to my page. Blessings Susan Ashley July 18, 2025 at 7:35 AM Dear Eileen, it's so wonderful to have your creative presence gracing my poem, and the pages of PS, once again. When your poetic pen and presence goes quiet here, your soulful voice is missed. I know your circumstances have been arduous and my thoughts, and the thoughts of many here, are with you. Thank you for sharing in the imagery and emotion of this poem with me. I'm gratified to be so uplifted by your thoughts. Warmest wishes, my poet friend.. ~Susan

Jack Horne July 12, 2025 at 10:52 AM just love this powerful write, my friend - as always, so beautifully expressed Susan Ashley July 13, 2025 at 9:19 AM Dear Jack, my long lost poet friend, it's wonderful to see you! I'm gratified to receive your uplifting comments, so glad your found this humble offering to be "powerful". I was hoping it would come across in that way. Thank you, for your gracious visit and for sharing your meaningful thoughts with me. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Hilda Greenhough July 6, 2025 at 7:47 PM Terrific poem. Apathy and expectation seem to combine as friends in search of a solution. Susan Ashley July 7, 2025 at 11:18 AM Dear Hilda, your response to my poem leaves me feeling gratified. Thank you for sharing your treasured thoughts with me. Warmest wishes, my poet friend.. ~Susan

Paige Hind July 6, 2025 at 5:30 PM This has so haunting imagery. I love the reference to a horse in the skies. A breathless read from me - :) Susan Ashley July 7, 2025 at 11:17 AM Dear Paige, I'm so happy to know you enjoyed my poem. Thank you for sharing in the imagery of this poem with me. Your inspiring thoughts are treasured. Warmest wishes, my poet friend.. ~Susan

Arthur Vaso July 6, 2025 at 12:36 AM Loved how you did this! Susan Ashley July 6, 2025 at 6:56 AM Dear Arthur, thank you for your gracious visit and and uplifting words. Truly appreciated. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Deb M July 5, 2025 at 9:36 PM Susan l read this captivating write a few times and my understanding is that this is about a girl lost in the world of drugs....and when she opens that forsaken door she is lost no more and as she gets a hit of heroin or whatever her drug is! The way you write and your amazing imagery really draws me in and always makes me think! I've probably got it all wrong haha!! Debx Susan Ashley July 6, 2025 at 7:26 AM Dear Deb, it's so wonderful see you! Thank you for your lovely visit and for your insightful comments. Indeed, this poem is about opiate abuse, and the speaker's struggle, both emotionally/physically, with addiction and hopelessness Though she dares to hope that she will find her way 'home' (the forsaken door) to find forgiveness and acceptance and healing once again... essentially, to be 'lost' no more. Your perceptive poet's heart got it all right! :) Thank you for letting my poem get into your thoughts, your precious thoughts are truly appreciated. Warmest wishes, my poet friend.. ~Susan

Paula Goldsmith July 5, 2025 at 11:02 AM I enjoyed reading your "Lost" write/story. Great Ending... "Good Luck" Have a blessed/wonderful day writing away......... Susan Ashley July 5, 2025 at 11:05 AM Dear Paula, thank you for your gracious visit and for the "good luck". I'm so glad to know you enjoyed my poem. It's wonderful to see you, my poet friend. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan