My heart hurts for those in Paris right now. So much has changed in this world; so much anger and hatred, and senseless violence. All those affected, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your loved ones. For everyone ranting and raving on facebook: Now is not the time to sit and rail against … Continue reading To Paris
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White Page
Is it a click, or a tap, the scratch of pen a distant memory, but the hand is still the same. Yet different, aged, changed, scars remind of youthful pain that has turned into an adult. But the page is still the same; the only one who listens to cries that flowed out of fingertips … Continue reading White Page
Excerpt from my book “Bike Chain Poetry”
"Easier, Maybe, Possibly" Nonsensical nonsense so nonsense-able that we should feel foreboding. Like he said, beware the jabberwock, grumble twitching squeals of maniacal delight that we believe the idea of the bandersnitch in its glorious frumiosity, easily misunderstood, as all bandersnitches should, in regards to their beside manners. A kiss, maybe, but the warbling bird … Continue reading Excerpt from my book “Bike Chain Poetry”
Closed Eyes
I closed my eyes and you were gone safe and sound, out of sight, we fight this fight and still we die. she whispered, “just close your eyes,” and in the early morn of an unassuming day she slipped from my life. No one teaches you to hold the right way, so focused on productivity … Continue reading Closed Eyes
Faith Taryn Davies 