AO Poetry

Frost 4

December 28, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PicturesTags: Black and white, Frost, Leaves, Nature, Photography 14 Comments

Frost 3

December 27, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PicturesTags: Frost, Leaves, Nature, Photography, Texture 5 Comments

Frost 2

December 26, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PicturesTags: Frost, Leaves, Nature, Photography, Texture 5 Comments

Frost 1

December 25, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PicturesTags: Frost, Leaves, Nature, Photography, Texture 1 Comment

Sultry

Her eyes appear 
sultry and smooth 
as they gaze, 
with those green-
gray irises lost 
in a daze. 

Black-winged and 
smokey-eyed they stare 
back in eloquence, 
masking her insecurities 
with a falsified confidence.

December 24, 2022October 8, 2023 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Confidence, Eyes, Hiding, Mildly Fucked, Poetry, Thank the makeup 6 Comments

Delicate

December 23, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PicturesTags: Flowers, Photography 4 Comments

Nameless

In the darkness 
we are all the same... 

Nameless, 
faceless, 
and meaningless 
to everyone 
but ourselves.

December 22, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PoetryTags: Anonymous, Darkness, Meaningless, Nameless, Poetry, Us 16 Comments

Winter Road

December 21, 2022 by Ash Ochoa Poetry Categories: My PicturesTags: Black and white, Nature, Photography, Road, snow, Winter 2 Comments

Viridian

I never settled on gray... 

I settled on viridian. 

I settled on a 
romanticized intensity 
seeped in tender 
sophistication, 
in hopes to cloak 
the darkness and 
cravings for desolation...