In dreams we searched for it, fantastic fantasies of whimsy that lead down paths that never knew of potholes skid-marks, or memory ribbons. We sang, we danced, and were unafraid of the tightness in our chest because we knew, we knew, it wasn't illness, or fear, it was happiness, it was Joy, it was peace. … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #15
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Facebook Short Poetry Series #14
I used to think, that those who drew names in the sand were fools, until this singular moment occurred, and you drew your name against me. who can ever be prepared for that kind of marking that adds to history and alters futures once so steadfast that five years weren't a mystery. breathe into the … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #14
Facebook Short Poetry Series #13
I don't, I mean, I see, wait I have it, somewhere, I think, maybe, possibly They won't understand, probability replacing likelihood I don't want to be seen, they can't get what it means, to be this, the road, the slip of day into night what it means to survive in dusk I have, please, I … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #13
Stopping at the End of the Starting Place
(dedicated to Kelly, a beautiful compass in this world.) The place to start is at the beginning's end, where everything and nothing makes sense, make syllables synonymous with sound purpose until everyone understands the difference between function and reality. For the scattered portions are truly the best dreams, living fully while the rest of the … Continue reading Stopping at the End of the Starting Place
Faith Taryn Davies 