Natasha Ashwe

Rookie (Kingston, Ontario.)

Natasha Ashwe Poems

1. Halita 1/17/2006
2. Birds 2/18/2006
3. Close-Midnight 2/18/2006
4. 'Open Sesame' Eyes 8/23/2005
5. Relative Distance 4/21/2008
6. Glorious Oblivion 4/21/2008
7. Curtain Call 4/21/2008
8. Blue And Green Lines 4/21/2008
9. Michael's Kaleidoscope 8/21/2008
10. Twinkles 9/2/2008
11. Fabulous Magic 1/29/2009
12. The King 6/3/2009
13. Keep Me 5/3/2005
14. Let Me Not Know 5/13/2005
15. Untie In Thought: A Poem For Heath Ledger 1/24/2008
16. Come To Life 7/1/2006
17. Red Rainbow Halos 7/28/2007
18. The Guy I Saw 8/20/2007
19. Parallel Lines 1/12/2007
20. Do You Do Darkness? 2/18/2006
21. Flight Of Dragons 1/10/2007
22. Gemini Bliss 10/29/2005
23. I Love To Watch You 5/3/2005
24. A Beautiful Flower 5/13/2005
25. My Maelstrom 7/30/2005
26. Saves Me 7/18/2006

Comments about Natasha Ashwe

  • Max Reif (10/29/2005 12:49:00 PM)

    Natashe Ashwe says in her biography, 'I am an artist and poet...I think.' I've just read several of her poems, and I would say, 'I KNOW! ' Natasha writes powerfully about both the beauty and the beguiling lures lurking in life. She writes, for example, of 'pickpocket loves' who have left her heart empty. She is an original, powerful voice.

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  • Sofiul Azam (5/13/2005 8:34:00 AM)

    Your poems are nice to read. I am really impressed.

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Best Poem of Natasha Ashwe

My Maelstrom

It’s a rock song and I won’t let you in it
Step away from my maelstrom
Bits of torn metal shred me to bits to submit
My soul to the earsplitting blast of drums
My ritual, my solace, my temple, my worship
The trigger of my emotions
Sunken away underneath layers of sealed lips
My core, my firstborn

My hands shut off the air swept inside you
Until blue death is done
Black sky, bludgeoned clouds, yellow full moon
Pray, pray for the saving sun
Wind with teeth and nails rakes at the rim
Of rivers where troubled waters run
My conquests, my weaknesses and...

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'Open Sesame' Eyes

Sitting at a table with the lights all around us
Voices trickle into our universe to remind us
That this is the centre of the world
Our faces take a carousel ride with conversation
Your smile charts the frequency of your imagination
I need no further spur

He showed you a past life you don't want to tell me
This friend of yours, Charles, saying things that compel me

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