Love, Lies and Lullabies: a breath of poetry and prose

My first book of poetry – Love, Lies and Lullabies – is now available on Amazon:

http://a.co/i2G1GYs 💜

Love, Lies, and Lullabies is a collection of poetry about relationships and the emotions that come with them. It is written for the lovers and the liars, the broken and the mended, the hardened hearts and the soft souls who lie and tell everyone that they are fine. Each chapter is filled with poems that detail the ups and downs of life and love, of pain and joy, of losing and finding yourself again.

Please check it out, review it, let me know what you think.

Ashley Jane

New Poetry Book – Love, Lies and Lullabies

Super excited to share with you –

Love, Lies and Lullabies now available on Amazon:

http://a.co/i2G1GYs 💜

Love, Lies, and Lullabies is a collection of poetry about relationships and the emotions that come with them. It is written for the lovers and the liars, the broken and the mended, the hardened hearts and the soft souls who lie and tell everyone that they are fine. Each chapter is filled with poems that detail the ups and downs of life and love, of pain and joy, of losing and finding yourself again.

Love, Lies and Lullabies by Ashley Jane 💜

It’s LIVE!

Love, Lies and Lullabies now available on Amazon:

http://a.co/i2G1GYs 💜

Love, Lies, and Lullabies is a collection of poetry about relationships and the emotions that come with them. It is written for the lovers and the liars, the broken and the mended, the hardened hearts and the soft souls who lie and tell everyone that they are fine. Each chapter is filled with poems that detail the ups and downs of life and love, of pain and joy, of losing and finding yourself again.

Love, Lies and Lullabies by Ashley Jane

Hey guys,

You may have noticed that I’ve not posted in awhile. I’ve been super busy finalizing my first book of poetry. And now….

It’s LIVE!

Love, Lies and Lullabies now available on Amazon:

http://a.co/i2G1GYs 💜

Love, Lies, and Lullabies is a collection of poetry about relationships and the emotions that come with them. It is written for the lovers and the liars, the broken and the mended, the hardened hearts and the soft souls who lie and tell everyone that they are fine. Each chapter is filled with poems that detail the ups and downs of life and love, of pain and joy, of losing and finding yourself again.

Reason Within

the face in the mirror wavers,

unable to hold your gaze

while you catalog every flaw

and search for minute imperfections

(I told you there are none to find)

you see the shadows when light is all that pours from your veins,

all the reasons you matter safely stored in a cage

(the spark in your heart illuminates the dark)

your eyes see distortion,

a tangled mess of proportions,

but your soul knows that the sun lives beneath your skin,

a shimmering magic that radiates within

(and I’ll remind you every day, until your mind knows too)

Art by Rosanna Jones

Words by Ashley Jane

I’ll Rise

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My mind is tired and my soul aches
and I can feel myself sink into this saudade
but, like air, I’ll rise

I can feel the shadows shudder,
and darkness blooms while passion wanes
but, like air, I’ll rise

But this heart is a lioness, scared of nothing,
and I will always forge a way
because, like air, I’ll rise

Words by Ashley Jane

Art by broken_isnt_bad

 

Searching Shadows

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scarlet fever crashing through blue veins,
ephemeral nights now crimson stained
with ruby roses and cherry leather cuffs
(the sting is a drug but it’s never enough)
and she searches for answers in the shadows,
stop motion stutter and start again,
gently tracing the map on her skin
(can you follow the path of her scars)
there’s a taste of darkness in her mercurial heart
she’s one cut away from falling apart

Words by Ashley Jane

Art by Harumi Hironaka

Cold Nights

you ask me for the time

and wanted to know about the weather

and all I could think about was the year

when winter stripped away the last pieces of us

(i’m barely holding on and you barely remember)

we were so busy putting out fires that we let our own die out

i recall those cold nights and feeling like I’d never get warm

the front yard was drowning in carnations and frost,

and i was lost in memories of us

unable to come up for air

Words by Ashley Jane

Art by Johana Sevlova