Teddy Dondanville
Rock Climbing Guide & Freelance Writer
I like to be so light, as to waiver in the wind and to sit upright in order to feel just right. I like to be with eyes closed, like...
The sunset still looked good through my teary eyes. The cold hard bench felt just right. “¿Papi, por qué el cielo es así?” From golden light, to orange and...
Four months is a short time But each day you made my smile shine. I loved the meals we shared And the oceans in which we stared. Your iconic laughter...
The sight and smell of food evoke a nausea in me kin to that of a greenhorn seaman. I drunkenly sway and stumble my way through my day. In and out...
After one’s departure We often think: Where do our lovers go? What is the next step? Not once do we hypothesize: Where does the world go, when our lovers can’t speak?...
I slept amongst the shade Cast by the eucalyptus and caressed by the breeze; Birds they sing to share their message. Dreams come and go rapidly Too fast to cast my...
via Daily Prompt: Branch This is me, I am but a tree. With my roots in the ground, I am able to grow round. Through the winter cold, until the river...
It seems to me That we Just cannot leave it be You are not like me Instead we Differ, you see? I am unique High up on my peak Way down...
Teddy Dondanville 