Teddy Dondanville
Rock Climbing Guide & Freelance Writer
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?...
The man, he gets drunk off wine To this girl, his medals shine. With privilege and honor He comes down upon her. As if with each beat of the chest He...
The flatland has mountains too. You just can’t see them, you can only feel them. The mountains, they come in waves. Sometimes nonstop, other times not so much. Very rarely are...
One self Or selves, I pick a mask from the shelves. Dressed to impress I begin to feel the stress. I hope my face fits And withstands the social hits.
Teddy Dondanville 