February 2012
24 posts
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She’s been waiting so long to die, and already she’s opened up her wrists like...
– Ashley Wylde in Highlights of A Suicide Note
I am not made to fall in line; I am made to question everything, and no one ever...
– Ashley Wylde in Reconcile My Abandon
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No one is successful by accident. Behind every person who makes it, there’s...
– Ashley Wylde in Reconcile My Abandon
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When I’m in the shower, I step backward into the water and let it pour over my...
– Ashley Wylde in Reconcile My Abandon
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Reconcile My Abandon [Spoken Word Poem]
Sometimes, I go outside without a coat on, just to see if my skin still knows how to make goose bumps. Sometimes, I close my eyes and then open them and look in the mirror real fast to check that my pupils still remember how to dilate. When I’m in the shower, I step backward into the water and let it pour over my face with eyes open just to see if my eyebrows have forgotten how to protect...
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A Father Like Him [Spoken Word Poem]
I’ve got that tickle, like I need it. I’m breathless, like the air can only come again if I feed it. I’m restless, because even though the blood in these veins have never tasted cocaine, it came from a man who couldn’t stop it. I’m pacing, all he gave me was his genes like a hand-me-down without bothering to sew in patches. There are still stains in the form of his...
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Highlights of A Suicide Note [Spoken Word Poem]
I’m clutching a frail piece of paper, taking in the words of a stranger. It’s the letter she left for her parents that night when everything was hollow, and falling asleep sounded like a scolding mother counting one… two… and waking up was three: a smack in the face to remind her that she can’t keep doing this; she can’t keep waking up. She’s been waiting...
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Eternal Love [One Minute Spoken Word Poem]
I’ve never found anyone who lights me up the way you do. No girl has ever stayed by my side so faithfully, and it’s no wonder I’m so enraptured. You smell like home to me, and it’s only in your presence that I can ever truly feel secure. Nothing I’ve known can compare to the way we understand each other. You are my stronghold when I feel weak and I hold you close when...
I GOT INTO WOWPS!
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loveletterstofood asked: The Perfect Amount of Insane, really blew me away. Sincerely. You probably hear this all the time. I just read it out loud in my apartment, and I think maybe my New York neighbors in the hall walking by were listening to it. There is so much power in your words.
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Anonymous asked: I have watched 'Oh, I'm Sorry.." probably at least 10 times. It puts into words exactly how I feel. Thank you.
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Update!
Despite not winning the video contest, having won one slam at The Bean Cycle Coffee shop in Fort Collins ($87), and one at Mercury Café in Denver ($25), the remaining $38 was a price I was able to handle for the $150 registration fee for the Women of The World Poetry Slam in Denver from March 7th through the 10th! As a result, I have just now submitted my application and paid the registration fee,...
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Oh, I'm Sorry... [Spoken Word Poem]
Oh, I’m sorry… I just meant gay as in stupid. Oh, I’m sorry, I just meant retarded as in useless; I just meant beaner as in lower class. Oh, I’m sorry, I just meant homo as in disgusting. Oh, I’m sorry, I just mean bitch as in subservient. Oh, I’m sorry, I just meant that I’ve lived my entire life in the upper-middle class where my white skin was never...
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Maybe it’s the way I can’t tell myself that she’ll stay that makes me want to...
– Ashley Wylde in The Perfect Amount of Insane
She looks up at me and says, ‘we could be a movie,’ I say, ‘we...
– Ashley Wylde in The Perfect Amount of Insane
She says, ‘I won’t ever be perfect,’ I say, ‘I wouldn’t want...
– Ashley Wylde in The Perfect Amount of Insane
Maybe we can get lost in the beauty of our mutual dysfunction.
– Ashley Wylde in The Perfect Amount of Insane
Her radiance is an epicenter and I am just an aftershock, but I’ll be whatever I...
– Ashley Wylde in The Perfect Amount of Insane
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The Perfect Amount of Insane [Spoken Word Poem]
My lungs longed to breathe her in, even as she longed to be taken into them. Every highlight in her hair was a star in my sky, and I’d watch her tremble as she struggled to swallow the words she found hidden in my eyes. Maybe it’s the way that she keeps me warm when she wraps herself around me that makes me think she’s my security blanket, even though there’s no security...
On that drive home, I realized that finding something to write about isn’t...
– Ashley Wylde
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Anonymous asked: I wish, with every fiber in my being, i knew you in person. I wish i could have someone, who spoke to me in poetry and made teasrs come every time. I wish, I wish, I wish.
January 2012
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Anonymous asked: Stoked to hear/see your vid for "Am I less?". Why do you tease your followers by posting the poem first? #excited
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Am I Less? [Spoken Word Poem]
Six tattoos, two visible in casual clothing, ten piercings, of which three are facial. Left forearm: “wild hearts can’t be tamed.” Right side of the ribcage: “There is always hope.” Hips: two nautical stars. Middle finger of the left hand: “empower.” Right ankle: the spanish flag. From top to bottom: right cartilage, left rook, right lobe 0 gauge, left...
Sometimes when you turn on a faucet, too much iron makes the water brown, but if...
– Ashley Wylde in A Rusty Tinge
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Chase What Matters [Spoken Word Poem]
Chase Bank says their slogan is “Chase What Matters,” and I guess I’m beginning to wonder what does matter. Chase Bank created an ATM that can accept 50 bills or 50 checks at once with no envelopes or deposit slips, and received so much applause; I applaud you, Chase Bank, for giving this world one more way that one person will never have to speak to another person. I am so tired...
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A Rusty Tinge [Spoken Word Poem]
I haven’t been sleeping lately, haven’t been breathing quite right and my skin’s a little itchy and I guess you could say I’m on the manic side of irritated. I haven’t been feeling so great, okay? I’m not quite myself and I’ve been jumping down the throats of people asking me simple questions because I can’t deal with simple minds when mine’s a...
Writer’s who are not writing are barely half alive.
– Ashley Wylde
I JUST WROTE!
everydaygay:
for the first time in nearly two weeks, I emptied my soul onto paper with the rhythmic scratch of a pencil and it feels like I can breathe again.
every single cell in my body is inhaling… exhaling… I’ve been waiting, day in and day out, to feel that ever so subtle click of my body engaging the creative potential of my mind. then, finally, out of nowhere, it hit me and in minutes,...
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Sex isn’t about orgasms and love isn’t about sex, and if you think...
– Ashley Wylde
I don’t want to live in a world where my success as a human is measured by the...
– Ashley Wylde in I’m New
We are told daily that we can do anything if we try, and my reply is if we can...
– Ashley Wylde in I’m New
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A bird does not stay awake at night and wonder if it is a good bird.
A bird...
– Ashley Wylde (via birdsandwirds)
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I'm New [Spoken Word Poem]
I almost didn’t come here today. I almost left this very moment to fester in the “what if” section of my brain which, like every other speculation, would have eventually ruined something that could have been beautiful. This opportunity presented itself to me as life changing, as poetically as a leaf that falls onto you in the forest and you pluck it from your shoulder and for the...
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I am entered in a video contest for a chance to...
chooseloveoverfear:
If I don’t end up winning, I won’t be able to otherwise afford the entry fee.
If you’d like to, please take the time to watch my video and consider voting for it. I would be so eternally grateful to you, if you chose to.
You may vote once per day between now and January 16th, 2011. Thank you in advance for all of the support, encouragement, and feedback you provide me. I...
All our roots are grown together, so we can no longer survive apart, but that is...
– Ashley Wylde in Just A Story
We were a million fingers intertwined, a hundred nights not wanting to say...
– Ashley Wylde in Just A Story
Like a meteor had suddenly fallen from the sky, nothing was as magnificent in my...
– Ashley Wylde in Just A Story
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This is not a love poem, for our love is no longer a poem, it is just forgotten...
– Ashley Wylde in Just A Story
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rockkyx asked: I take that back. You're not just amazing, your absolutely perfect. Tears came to my eyes when I read Don't Go. I don't think I've ever seen a description better; it's as if you reached inside my soul and pulled out my deepest pain. The pain I couldn't even describe. I'm a writer, but recently I've felt as though I had nothing else to say.. Your work...
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fulllforceahead asked: I lay here on my bed and tears are streaming down my cheeks. Your poetry is so well formed, your passion poured into each word, the defining power in the message you're expressing is beautiful. These tears I'm crying are tears of joy that someone was able to actually say what they meant. It's beautiful, so are you.
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Just A Story [Spoken Word Poem]
When I was 13, I told you: “I think you’re perfect,” and you cried in the girl’s bathroom for 20 minutes; I didn’t get that at all, but I knew that I never wanted to stop trying. And the first time I heard you sing, I could have sworn that the heavens opened up above me; I am not a religious person, but I never knew before that moment how an angel might sound if she...
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