It is the clinking.... and the soft violin in the back that reminds me why I'm drinking alone. The soft hallelujah of distance voices and I can't tell if I spilled my drink or if I'm crying. Tell me my friend as my fingers move over the keys while the piano catches dust in the … Continue reading Violin Lullaby
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Facebook Short Poetry Series #15
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
Facebook Short Poetry Series #9
I've had reasons, seasons and the leaves. I bowed my performances and wore it on a sleeve. We are the unsure generation, in-flux and afraid, we made the mistakes unsure of what debt is left to be paid. Rhyming, deciphering, and wanting to be held. We don't know what we are fighting, or if we … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #9
Day 9: Oversleeping, Babies and Future Nascar Racing Randomness
I don't know how the hell I overslept.....well...actually I do.... I had a really awesome dream that I refused to let go of, even though my phone was blasting in my ear. I would describe said dream except some of it makes me blush....dear god I'm blushing now just thinking about it.....Let's just say a … Continue reading Day 9: Oversleeping, Babies and Future Nascar Racing Randomness
Faith Taryn Davies 