© 2023 by Ashe Woodward 


At the Beams




Mom and Dad at The Exorcist


Fin & Fang



Poetry is what I do when the regular order of words can't express the weirdness I'm feeling and as a way not to blab it all over Instagram.


At the Beams

Your wiry legs perched, arched, waiting

At the beams

Between the hall and coming in my room

Beast more than bug, oh sorry

So full on all sides

We don't have spiders like you in the city

You have me still

You stood too, us both deciding

Do you remember any of this?

I thought of how to save us both

Release us all, truly

From the tangled web, as they say

My voice cracks and sings

I didn't want to call

But he came for me and my finger points

He stomped like a breath

My shock swelled in the rug

With you

I had done it all wrong

If you see him, my father,

He won't remember this

But you'll both be there at the beams.

Fin & Fang

[An epic poem - excerpt]

Finally up against the land

She pushed his body up onto the sand.

This was as far as she could go

His dear rescuer, or was she his foe?

To let him die, buried at sea

Would be more humane than this bloody scene.

For a child to find while at play

Should she really leave this mess where he lay?

Would he want she save this body

To lie exposed, unholy, and gaudy?

If he lives, she thought, will he abhor her? 

But no man, she thought, lives through this torture.


A single tear onto his hand

She knew there was no more to do on land.

The night quickly came, stole her breath

Leaving him to inevitable death.

She went back to the deep from whence she came

And prayed only that he could do the same.


Who is a man to such deserve

A fate gruesome as this and by what nerve?

Could she detect some handsomeness?

What was his official rank and business?

Deeply saddened to see a good man go.

Surprised at her sudden feelings of woe.


Then something mixed and happened next

For all of magic rules to be perplexed.

Two fated start their intertwine;

Something beyond magic; nearly divine.

A vampire born on sand where he was lain

Owing his undead life to a mermaid.