Jack Ashenden Poems
|1.||That Which We All Fear||5/27/2005|
|2.||Death By Poetry||6/3/2005|
|7.||A Reformed World||5/27/2005|
|8.||A Twisted, Fractured Flight For Freedom||5/27/2005|
|12.||Misery My Fate?||3/4/2006|
|14.||Without My Tongue||3/5/2006|
Comments about Jack Ashenden
Responsibility, a heavy load
ways me down, and makes me feel the pressure
action, words - politics all a code
and people's actions, all I must measure
the things I have seen fill me with wonder
those I have met, quite often a pleasure
but below the surface, throwing all asunder
corruption can be found, justice weaker than a feather
so much I have heard in my very few years
I view all with cynical suspicion.
more than once I've had to wipe away tears.
To see the world's goodness, I haven't permission
Yet I must remember I'm only seventeen
A mistress is the poet's ultimate desire,
only she can bring creativity to fullest fire.
A poet without a mistress is incomplete,
and perfect writing an impossible feat.
Within me a poet's love is ready to burst
twisted in absence of love's sweetest curse.
A mistress is the poet's ultimate desire
I must find her soon, before I tire.