Joanna Ashwell

morning rooster

the repetition

of rainfall

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Joanna Ashwell

falling leaves              

lost in the margins

of sunset

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sunflower dowry

the first nod

of dewfall

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Joanna Ashwell

secrets held—

leaning into

the willow

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colouring

the bare trees

purple dusk

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Joanna Ashwell

bare ankles

flecked with blossom

early sunrise

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cornflower lane

the easy drift

of conversation

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Joanna Ashwell

diary entry

a crab apple

from yesterday

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Joanna Ashwell

donkey ride

the tide rolling

within our laughter

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Joanna Ashwell

river tide

the shape of wings

in twilight’s brush

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Joanna Ashwell

river swallows

if only you and I

had this much sky

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carnations

every colour left

to forget about you

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Joanna Ashwell

votives 

by the window 

early shadow

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night chrysalis 

lost in the snow 

forest stars

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Joanna Ashwell

frost prints

the slow progress

of a hound

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Joanna Ashwell

already too far

from the nightglow

a tidal wishing star

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what we said

to the snow

an igloo’s hush

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willow river

the bend within

a dreamer’s forest

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pressing daisies

back into my memory

summer’s end

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a morning chill

that old cardigan

wrapped around me again

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Joanna Ashwell

unfinished story

another morning

of frost stars

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Joanna Ashwell

pre-rain

the hopes we had

for summer

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Joanna Ashwell

steeper

than I remember

the way home

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Joanna Ashwell

if only

these golden flowers

were sunrise

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holding a part

of our dream

dandelion meadow

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Joanna Ashwell

day moon

just a fable

in darkness

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night lantern

the wishing star

of a dream

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snow dark

the inner silence

of a wish

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Joanna Ashwell

in the red

nowhere to turn

from a zero balance

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the lost years

tightly packed away

out of sight

in case I crumble

beneath the sorrow

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no longer fitting

into my hometown

I wander around

unpacking the edges

of loneliness

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Joanna Ashwell

twinkle toes

the tabby cat’s

midnight prowl


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Joanna Ashwell

garden swing

holding the memory

of a storm

Joanna Ashwell