Teddy Dondanville
Rock Climbing Guide & Freelance Writer
Up I climb, into the skies. Spent some time as mother’s eyes. Shared her breath, my legs they hung. Spent some time as mother’s lung.
Beaten paths with glossy roots. These trails, they’ve seen many boots. Sunny glades with shady spots. Running through them, a rush of many thoughts. Bathing lizards and singing birds. Other people?...
Glaring at me, like sun after sleep Was an eye. The pupil, dark as night and the outline, A golden glowing white. Never before had I seen such a vision. I...
Into life I am born. In this life I perform. With this life I conform. By this life I am sworn.
The earth stood still today, When we heard of your fall. You were a son to some, and a friend to all. Your smile and your laughter Filled each room to...
Once a cock, now a clock and always the sun. Dragged back into consciousness Fight off the sleepiness. A frightful sound stalking like a hound. Bark, bark…beep beep…Please! Just one more...
November, a time of transition. As the earth cools, the leaves change and fall. Winter comes to fruition. Rain turns to snow as a white blanket falls upon the earth. Casually...
A man moved away today. Not just any man, a very special man. A son moved away today. A son who was loyal to his mother and father. A brother moved...
Sometimes I sit and wonder. What it’d be like to be a bug. To spend all day, Crawling or perhaps flying. Incessantly searching for, Whatever it is they need. Food?...
Teddy Dondanville 