Biography of Asper Reynolds
I was born in Orem Utah but my family moved around a lot We lived in Florida, California, Massachusetts, and Ogden Utah. We also spent about half a year in Iowa when I was fifteen.
I am the oldest of four (Two sisters and a brother) My dad is a jack of all trades. My mom is a painter and when I was little she used to write songs and sing a lot.
I was in home school from fourth grade on up. I got an associates degree in fashion design and merchandising before I finished high school.
Now I am married to my lifelong Sweetheart Eric. We have three children, a girl and two boys. I run an online store selling vintage jewelry Called Lulus Treasure Chest. It can be found on etsy.
Someday I hope to publish one of my longer stories that I have written and to open a brick and mortar antique store.
Asper Reynolds Poems
How could I ever lose my mind when it seems like I live inside of it Sometimes I think I need to get out and join the real world But it seems like every time I do another fire is lit Everything around me is seems too close and too loud
Sometimes I Wonder
Sometimes I wonder if your death saved me Although I try to shut that thought out You were after all everything I wanted to be I thought you were what being perfect was all about
Falling Asleep With You
I Love You Eric
The wordless conversations we share How we kneel together in prayer The shiver in my spine when your hand touches me How you love me even when I'm crazy
We guard our hearts as if they were made of glass, as if the lightest blow could cause them to shatter Life takes it's tole, no heart gets through it without experiencing the harsh realities that leave us battered. We do our best to avoid the pain by putting up walls hoping if we don't let each other too near we can avoid further bumping and bruising. Our lives are too often controlled by fear.
When it's raining no one asks the sky if it's alright No one gently chides it and tells it to be bright When it's grey and cloudy no one says the sky is just an attention hog Not evenwhen everything becomes consumed in fog
For My Love
How can I hope to hide From memories and pain that I keep inside? How can I hope to let it go When I try to talk and my throat turns to stone?
Fingers poised over keys Staring at a screen as blank as my mind Words that once flowed free Now come through wheels that stick and grind
The truth is that not everyone I love cares Love isn’t handed out in equal shares My heart must be so cover in scars and tears I really should learn to stay more aware
Leave Me Alone
I am not lazy I honestly don't know if I'm crazy Spent every minute for at least a year in physical pain Watching my dreams circle the drain
Myself And Me
Walking behind myself just now pondering the view of the back of my head
Memories haunting me Like ghosts times dead come back to me Longing to return, waiting to move forward No way to stay where I am
The Lake House
A house that no longer exists surrounded by trees so tall they touch the skies Waking up in the morning under a skylight next to a jar of fireflies Running ahead of everyone down a dirt road on chubby six year old legs to be first in the lake Unwrapping the crinkly plastic and scarfing down a Devils Food Cake
Being An Adult
As an adult I have made enemies of things that were my friends For instance there was a time when I loved to jump on beds In school at lunch I could fit my whole lunch in my milk straw I used to never flinch away from eating cookies raw
Sometimes I Wonder
Sometimes I wonder if your death saved me
Although I try to shut that thought out
You were after all everything I wanted to be
I thought you were what being perfect was all about
You are still so loved by everyone who remembers you
I still can't believe someone like you chose to die
I still have to separate the one who left from you
Years later the most random things can still make me cry