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Chris Ash Poem
In my dreams you wander free,
I beckon you to follow.
A light gathers all around you,
I no longer feel so hollow.
The darkness turns to light,
And sets my soul on fire.
In your presence I embrace,
All that I desire.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2010
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Chris Ash Poem
A sad and broken heart,
Is all I've ever known.
But then I met you,
I see the care you've shown.
My cold lifeless heart,
Starts to beat again.
And every moment together,
Is new life waiting to begin.
So I write this simple poem,
For you to read away.
I know I'll see you soon,
But it feels forever every day.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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Chris Ash Poem
Before me is an endless road,
At a crossroads truth be told.
I shall wander to and fro,
Not knowing where I will go.
An aimless drifter to atone,
To find a place he calls home.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2010
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Chris Ash Poem
You are my dreams come true,
I have nightmares without you,
Because you complete me,
It's so plain to see.
You are my fantasies come true,
I cant live without you,
Because you saved me,
We were meant to be.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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Chris Ash Poem
Yes, she said yes!
I knew she would oh my!
I knew what she would say,
I don't wanna make her cry.
Yes, I say yes!
To spend my life with her.
And after just nine months,
This will all be a blur.
I'm so happy, yes happy!
And she is filled with glee.
We are both so damn giddy,
We both are about to pee!
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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Chris Ash Poem
A cold, cold autumn wind,
Tickles my edges to the frills.
Making me wave to the people,
And starts to give me the chills.
Now a stronger gust,
Lifts my silken body free.
My shiny red skin shimmers,
For all the world to see.
Soaring like an eagle,
Two wings flapping bold.
Gliding past a homeless man,
Who tries to bear the cold.
Whizzing by a baker’s window,
Scents of pastries so yummy.
Glazed delights all so tasty,
Oh I wish I had a tummy.
Well, I suppose it’s best,
No watching calories or fat.
No diets and no exercise,
Well, what do you think of that?
Flying high with no care,
And free with utter delight.
Floating about until dusk,
That soon shall turn to night.
Few leaves play with me,
Falling from nearby trees.
Racing past me quickly,
Riding the autumn breeze.
My red serpent tail,
Rattles like a song.
Descending to pavement below,
And starts to slither along.
As I creep on by,
Hunting no prey at all.
Slipping down a storm drain,
Floating with the fall.
Tunnels with brown water,
Lead to a murky lake.
Silt crowds around me,
No fish here for Heaven’s sake.
Out here in this lake,
As one fisherman sits.
He nibbles on peaches,
And spits out the pits.
He carries at his side,
All that he holds dear.
A lonely soul he was,
Fishing this time of year.
He snags on my end,
And reels me to his side.
I curl up into a bow,
There is no reason to hide.
He smiles down at me,
And I gleam back too.
He places me in his pocket,
Knowing just what to do.
A few hours later,
He brings me back out.
To show to his daughter,
Who now begins to shout.
Her happy little grin,
A cheerful girlish giggle.
She waves me about,
Making me wiggle.
She shows me her dolly,
With old muddy hair.
And places me in it,
For me to take care.
I will make her pretty,
My red silk does shine.
This is where I’m happy,
I knew so all the time.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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Chris Ash Poem
Every time you cry,
I feel your pain.
We know the reason why,
You feel the same.
A tear rolls down your cheek,
I will wipe it away.
Some things may look bleak,
But you know I'll stay.
When you feel a chill,
I will hold you tight.
When you lie so still,
In my arms at night.
Very soon when you wake,
I will be there too.
No more your heart will ache,
I will never leave you.
I am yours and you are mine,
I will love you till the end of time.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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Chris Ash Poem
What to do,
what to say.
I will whisper,
Je T'aime.
In your ear,
Oh so light.
What to do,
On this night.
Hold you close,
Squeeze you tight.
Snuggle with you,
Until daylight.
When we wake,
What to say.
Only one thing,
Je T'aime.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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Chris Ash Poem
I have an itch I cannot scratch,
This itch is a she.
I have an itch I cannot scratch,
Somewhere in behind me.
I have a wheel that need some grease,
All the time it squeaks.
I have a wheel that need some grease,
Every time she speaks.
I have a fly buzzing 'round,
It really is a pest.
I have a fly buzzing 'round,
To swat it would be best.
But all I do is tune her out,
And move on with my life.
And so I tune her out,
So much for the ex-wife...
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2010
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Chris Ash Poem
Oh my dear,
Never fret.
I will sleep,
But not yet.
First I must,
Write a rhyme.
Just like this,
Right on time.
I must try,
To make you smile.
Even just if,
For a little while.
So here I sit,
To write this poem.
To cheer you up,
Till you come home.
Copyright © Chris Ash | Year Posted 2009
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