• I AM NOT GONE

    I am not gone, While you cry with me
    I am not gone, While you smile with me
    I am not gone, While you remember with me

    I will come, When you call my name
    I will come, When I feel your pain
    I will come, On your final day

    It could never be, That we, Would never be

    We shall always, Be together, Forever

    I AM NOT GONE

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    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • A Long Cup Of Tea

    Death is too negative for me
    So I'll be popping off for a long cup of tea
    Do splash out on two bags in the pot
    And for my god's sake keep the water hot
    Please pick the biggest mug you can find
    Size really does matter at this time
    I'll pass on the lapsang with that souchong
    And that stuff with bergamot
    And stick with my favourite friend
    You know the English breakfast blend
    Breakfast! thanks for reminding me
    There's just time before I fail
    To stand on ceremony
    Two rashers of best back, Should keep me
    Smelling sweet up the smokestack 
    So, mother, put the kettle on for me
    It's time, mother, for my long cup of tea

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Golden Moments

    My life has been a mirage
    Built on shifting sands
    And now my time of liquid gold
    Has flowed from my hands

    The precious seconds, minutes and hours
    The priceless weeks, months and years
    End in my new oasis
    With welcoming forbears

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Just In Case

    I wonder if
    My atheist friend
    Risked a quick prayer
    Right at the end
    Just in case
    He was wrong
    After all
    About what would happen
    After his last
    Curtain call
    Finally realizing
    That I might
    Just be right
    And that he
    Wasn't alone
    On his longest night

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Rainbows On The Moon

    There are rainbows on the moon
    There are clouds in outer space
    The night has started mourning
    Since I passed away too soon
    There are rainbows on the moon
    There are colours crying in tiers
    The solar wind is wailing
    Since I passed away too soon

    I shine with the Northern Lights
    I shine with the waning moon
    I shine with the shooting stars
    Since I passed away too soon
    Now one zillion candles
    Are shining all around me
    One zillion and one candles
    For my life on earth to see

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • My Mum

    Where did it go? my mother once asked
    As the clock tick-tocked & her life flew past
    In the race against time
    She led for most of the way
    But the track was endless
    Unlike her last day
    (Take care of your father
    Promise you will
    As she passed on the baton
    She would never spill)
    So polish the stars & fire up the sun
    And put out some slippers
    To welcome my mum
    Find a new galaxy
    And light up her name
    Because life on planet Earth
    Just won't be the same

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • One Last Flutter

    I've always gone with the roll of the dice
    But now my numbers up
    And since I'm the one down below
    There must be six up top

    I always knew the odds were against me
    So it's time for one last flutter and sin
    I'm going to bet on heaven not hell
    God knows if I'll end with a win

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Milking The Moments

    We only have today
    In fact, we only have now
    It’s such a chilling thought
    I’m so glad I’m not a cow

    My insides would churn
    And turn into ice cream
    I would be the biggest milkshake
    That the world had ever seen

    We only have today
    In fact, we only have now
    I’m so glad I milked my moments
    But I’m even gladder I wasn’t a cow

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • I Want To Be Buried With My Mobile Phone

    I want to be buried with my mobile phone
    To ring in the changes at my new home
    With central heating and a marble en-suite
    And thermal socks for my poor cold  feet
    I'll be able to give in to a takeaway
    And watch favourite movies on a rainy day
    And if I'm feeling a bit under the weather
    I'll talk to you until I begin to feel better
    I've party hats, fairy cakes & songs to sing
    In case somebody should drop in
    Which is more likely than you'd think
    As my coffin roof is on the blink
    I'll be leaving you now as I've a waiting call
    From my friend over by the cemetery wall
    I watched the service yesterday through my periscope Burying him with his mobile
    For a joke, But he'll have the last laugh
    When his bill drops through their door
    Fourteen hundred and forty minutes a day, for eternity and evermore

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • A Brief Matter

    Life is
    Short
    But death
    Takes
    A heartbeat

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • A Leap Of Faith

    I was coming home
    I was coming home to die
    I was coming home to die in my own bed
    Although buoyed by this hope
    I could feel my strength ebbing
    As I struggled against the tide of life
    That had finally turned against me
    Suddenly, the world erupted
    Into turbulence and confusion
    I had reached the last hurdle
    I would now have to overcome
    With all the power remaining
    In my mortal being
    I leapt free from earths’ pull
    And soared through the air
    I am McSalmon of the Salmonidae
    I was home, I was home to die
    I was home to die in my own bed

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Sun Arise

    God woke his sun
    For me this morning
    Just for me
    Just for me
    And set about
    The sea awarming
    Just to see
    Just to see
    How he, me
    His sun and the sea
    Could just be
    Could just be
    How he, me
    His sun and the sea
    Could just be

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Ghosts Of The Fallen

    The ghosts of the fallen are all agreed
    Something may be wrong with the warrior's creed
    For a shot of death brings icy clarity
    And deep, deep sadness to a new reality
    Where there's no way forward and there's no way back
    To life before the last bloody attack
    Knowing families and friends lie waiting in their homes
    To be shot through their heads with their telephones
    At peace at last in the universe
    About just one question the ghosts converse
    To put to the ones whose orders were writ
    Was the loss of our lives really worth it?

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • We Are Not Gone

    We are not gone, While you cry with us
    We are not gone, While you smile with us
    We are not gone, While you remember with us

    We will come, When you call our names
    We will come, When we feel your pain
    We will come, On your final day

    It could never be, That we, Would never be

    We shall always, Be together, Forever

    WE ARE NOT GONE

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • Swan Song

    The swan silently crossed the river
    No reflection, no ripple in her wake
    Lit by a moving sunbeam, she crossed the water, Just, for my sake
    I sat down aboard her back
    As her head turned to me
    And she looked into my eyes, asking,
    Are you really, really, ready
    I nodded, as tears rained, from my face
    To join countless others in their river
    The swan started swimming & slowly singing, The most beautiful music
    I had ever heard in my life
    And then the swan suddenly changed
    From black into a dazzling white
    And I stopped crying and started smiling
    As together we crossed over
    Into the most brilliant of light

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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  • A Miscarriage Of Justice

    Death is guilty
    Life is innocent
    But death delivers
    A life sentence

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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LIFE SCULPTURE

When god poured me
From his perfect mould
He forgot to tell me 
That I would get old
My skin would wrinkle
My hair would turn grey
And that even my sweet tooth
Would decay  



Dear god please
Take pity on me
And recast me in
Your foundry
A magnificent bronze
As smooth as can be
No lines, no grey
Just perfect immortality  



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  • Swan Song

    The swan silently crossed the river
    No reflection, no ripple in her wake
    Lit by a moving sunbeam, she crossed the water, Just, for my sake
    I sat down aboard her back
    As her head turned to me
    And she looked into my eyes, asking,
    Are you really, really, ready
    I nodded, as tears rained, from my face
    To join countless others in their river
    The swan started swimming & slowly singing, The most beautiful music
    I had ever heard in my life
    And then the swan suddenly changed
    From black into a dazzling white
    And I stopped crying and started smiling
    As together we crossed over
    Into the most brilliant of light

    Michael Ashby, Sidmouth

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