The Island

The Island

A Poem by Ben Ashelford
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I solation is an odd thing and many people are affected by it. this is something inspired by a family member.

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This island stands alone and proud.
Waves of friends don't grace these shores.
Rocks of lonely regrets sit upn the cove.
It's only the birds above that sing here.

Silent echos of coversations past.
Bring deafening blindness that see no wrong.
Night becomes day when day is too long.
Shipwrecked regrets stay un-noticed.

The grass is green here.
There are no bridges built.
The horizan is so small it fades to dark.
Surrounded by nothing, this is the island of isolation.

The moon is eclipsed by clouds of no reason.
The troubled stars have strayed from their bed.
The atmoshphere ice warm, it burnt all time.
This island, you see, I call it life.

© 2011 Ben Ashelford


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"...deafening blindness that see no wrong" This line grabbed me; the whole piece speaks to me. Line by line your word play is facinating and stirring. I have been haunted by the feelings your piece seem to whisper.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow, such an impressive first stanza alone! And as this painting comes to life before me I wish to call out, shaking the very tide to yell, "HELLO OUT THERE!" as with theses binoculars that you have so generous given me I see a beautiful soul all alone on the beach. I hope he can hear me, so far away, as he has created quite the magical, and ironic imagery/diction that has completely captured my mind'; as I read on, becoming marooned of my own accord on this lonely but lovely little island. Excellent write! I can only imagine what would have transpired had you been as a space pirate! (Forgive me, I am so silly today!) Thanks again for the great review and the great read!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Sometimes I just sit on a city bench and the world buzzes around me
and I am compleatly alone. This poem drifts over my bench...

Thank you for writing this beautiful poem.

Rossen~


Posted 12 Years Ago


Hi... welcome to WritersCafe. A few minor spelling flaws - most likely fumbly fingers typing away. The rhythm is jarring... I like the thoughts.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I love it, great images

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very peaceful read with great flow and imagery.

Posted 12 Years Ago


For me it was easy to picture and I was at last calm. Sitting here with my back hunched I pondered a moment on each line and its beauty.

Posted 12 Years Ago


ur poem is really nice write, do have a look to mine "QUEST OF LIFE"-
" it is about how one neglects his life ,pondering about this precious gift of nature unnecessarily ".

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Ben Ashelford
Ben Ashelford

portland, dorset, United Kingdom



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i love to write and read. I started writing poetry at 17 when i was first published but stopped sharing my work for a few years. at 26 i have decided to start sharing again so i hope you enjoy my offe.. more..

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