I believed once, in fairy tales and kings, of lands far away, I knew these things. and, as all tales go, time ebbs and it flows, and my belief aged and cracked, until seeing became believing never the other way around, and fantasy was a wasted dream. I believed once, in family, and teams, and … Continue reading Once Upon A Time
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Life sound
and we see, and set, maybe sit, depends upon where you are in the country to travel, to thrive, to die. I died once before you know, in the land that didn't sleep I laid down and died... before getting in my car and leaving for the middle of something. My life, I think, or … Continue reading Life sound
The After of Before
It slips, from after to for, thoughts and fronts that set events apart even when we begrudgingly admit that there is no way to return to the start. yet simple yearning lends the blind to the I, scientifically speaking at least, we see only what we want, until forced back into someone else's reality. Never … Continue reading The After of Before
Facebook Short Poetry Series #16
a story, simple really I swear it has a beginning a middle, and an end, although not always in that order. Let's start though, where all things start, at the end of something that once meant something else but has now become this thing, entity, purpose, but I digress for it is a story, I … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #16
Faith Taryn Davies 