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Chloe

Those bright, helpless eyes staring up at me. Instantly I understand her 
thoughts, as she cannot speak.

I often find it difficult to comprehend  how much this tiny girl needs me. And she 
never puts up a fight even if we disagree.

The trust she has in me is unlike any kind. She has a heart of gold, like an angel 
and child combined.

Many people can't  understand how humans can create such a connection. From 
the moment I held her tiny body in my arms I knew her well being was my 
ultimate objection.

It's tough to imagine how complete she's made my soul. From a playful snare to 
a warning bark, heart you have stole.

Her name is Chloe and she's tiny as can be. She isn't my natural child but she's 
as close as a dog could ever be. `

Copyright © Ashley Mcdonald | Year Posted 2014



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Life As I Know It

Rarely do I stop and think about the meaning of life.
Something that is taken for granted daily as I am busy with work and being a 
wife.
Rarely do I take a walk and stop to feel the breeze.
Or notice how the sky is the perfect shade of blue, sitting high above the 
trees.
Life gets pushed aside in the hustle and bustle of my day.
It seems there is always dirty laundry to clean, errands to run and bills I've got 
to pay,
Every single breath we breathe is a token of our health-
The food we eat, the fumes we smell, the cards that we've been dealt.
In the winter it's too cold, the summer's too hot, it's been raining for a week-
No one is ever happy with themselves, there is always something else they 
seek.
If you count your every blessings, no matter how big or small-
You've got to release all those inner demons and break down all your walls.
Life is just a blessing, we aren't promised tomorrow or next year-
Just be thankful for another chance, live free and without fear.
You see, life means everything to me, in every single way.
From the ladybugs crawling in the grass, to watching new kittens play.
It's the tingle of a warm shower hitting your skin on a cold winter's night.
It's the family that always has your back even when you just aren't right.
It's the love that fills your pumping heart as you kiss your lover before bed.
It's the fresh morning coffee that awakens you from the dead.
It's the laughter of a child as they run in their back yard.
It's the chirping of a blue jay and the barking of a Saint Bernard.
The little things that make up your life are precious earthly sights.
Loosely throwing our lives away, when we should be holding it so tight.
One day life will be no more and the memories will be left behind.
Every flower, every bee, every single leaf will gone just like mankind.

Copyright © Ashley Mcdonald | Year Posted 2014

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Swallow That Pill

I destroy childhoods and tear homes apart.
	I make you neglect your bills and blacken your heart.
  
	I’ll cost you a small fortune. I’m more valuable than gold.
	No matter how expensive, I’m normally gone before I can even be sold.

	I’m readily available; you can find me all around.
	I could be on a back dirt road, or in a bank downtown.

	I out stay my welcome with the rich and dwell around with the poor.
	I could move in your neighborhood, maybe even next door.

	The power I hold is unlike any kind.
	I can have you falling asleep, act crazy, or just basically lose your mind.

	If you just try me once, I might just let you go.
	But, if you come around for seconds, I will own your whole soul.

	I can make you start thinking, seeming logical to steal and lie.
	That’s the power in my potion, all just to get you that high.

	Some users of me commit crimes, some just brake down.
	Most have to leave me for jail or for an emergency ‘get out of town.’

	You’ll lie to your mom, lie straight to her face.
	Not bating a lash at all the false schemes you just made.

	I can make your morals foggy and you’ll most definitely lose your way.
	You’ll transform into a different person than the way you were raised.

	I take kids from parents and parents from kids.
	I turn people against God and separate them from their friends.

	I can be quite needy; I’ll steal your youth and your pride.
	But, you can never escape me; I’m always by your side.

	If you try to leave me behind, I will make your life hell.
	I’ll let the anxiety and shaking take over until you can’t help but fail.

	In the future you will regret the day you tried me, they always do.
	Don’t blame this on me alone, you came to me, not I to you.

	I will be your master, and you will be my slave.
	If our relationship progresses, I can take you to an early grave.

	Now that I’ve introduced myself, what will you decide to do?
	Give me a try or pass? It’s completely up to you.

	I can deliver more misery than words can ever tell.
	Swallow that pill and I will lead you towards hell.

Copyright © Ashley Mcdonald | Year Posted 2014

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8 Weeks

8 weeks. The shortest 8 weeks of my life. You were growing inside me. You 
knew me. You depended on me. You changed my life. Did I let you down?

8 weeks. We developed a bond. I wanted you so badly. I knew you were mine. 
I loved you so much for such a short time. I still love you. You heard my voice 
as I spoke to you. You felt my love. Was it not enough?

8 weeks. It ended. You ended. With your lose, I lost my dreams, hopes, plans-
my future with you. My heart was shattered into a million zillion pieces. I lost a 
huge part of me. I lost my baby. Why did you have to go?

8 weeks. Others didn't understand my pain. You were so very real to me, not 
them. They didn't go everywhere with you. They didn't talk to you. They didn't 
nourish you, or love you as I had. You were mine, not theirs. Important 
enough to have a beating heart. Why couldn't they see?

8 weeks. 8 simple weeks turned into a lifetime of depression, questions, & 
uncertainty. Depressed at the thought of your future being taken away from 
you, from me. My lose. My child. It isn't right, not fair. So many questions to 
the man upstairs. Why MY baby? Why me?

8 weeks. That is all it took for such a tiny little miracle to completely transform 
my life. In 8 weeks I was filled with more love and happiness than I have ever 
known. In just 8 short weeks I discovered true, unconditional love. You 
showed me a glimpse of Heaven. Just 8 weeks-you changed my life.

Copyright © Ashley Mcdonald | Year Posted 2014


Book: Shattered Sighs