Talk some sense to me, breathe in, time is slipping the only thing we hold and yet cannot ever own Realization is the key perception and misdirection over-enthusiastic I am known to be, but I never expected a birthday beyond each last one so to bust the bubble and let it be seen You cannot … Continue reading Fickle Creature
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Cold Shoulder’s Sin
I was never the one to fall in line Never belonged to the status quo rhyme. Found that friends turned on you when you thought everything was fine, The cold shoulder is an old friend of mine. Ah memories of those fond times, where the young pretended to be older and their treatment a deserving … Continue reading Cold Shoulder’s Sin
The I, we, I, you, me
I, we, I, you, me We, I mean, you no, we, all see maybe some, a little, too few we see more than a care more to be cared for we, you, I, mean, I see...you... I see you unbelieving unwilling, unknowing seeing in physicality of a reality we only feign to know. It is … Continue reading The I, we, I, you, me
Forgotten Project #10: The Tree
A lesson we all shall learn, when you don't build from the earth. Be all, be as, maybe it can seem, the battle was won with a twist in the dream. Gnarled, torn, scarred and bare this is the image I begin to share, So I hope you understand, when I'm neither lost or found … Continue reading Forgotten Project #10: The Tree
Faith Taryn Davies 