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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 heard myself pleading, ‘please don’t go away… please don’t go away’ As if I knew its visit was impermanent. Slowly my visitor began to dissolve, My eyes fluttered as if to preserve its beauty. But like everything in this world, Its… Read More
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 the rafter. Not a day went by Without giving your best try, but now all that’s left is the temptation to cry. To mourn or to celebrate? I think you’d choose the latter, and crack a beer to commemorate. A life… Read More
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 minute of sleep! Whatever the sound be, It brings one to their knee. But why must it be a symbol of hate? When all it does is open the gate. A new day has broken, the sun rises, a golden token…. Read 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 caressing the land with its frigid glow. As the earth experiences change, we too participate in transformation. Growing stronger, growing smarter, with each and every exchange. We become in tune with the earth. Using her gift to add flame to the… Read More
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 away today. A brother who learned from and loved his siblings. A friend moved away today. A friend that made everyone feel welcome, even the stranger. A lover moved away today. A lover whose tenderness can never be replaced. My best… Read More
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? Water? Why even bother? Then, I realize not much is different. Between me, And a little bug. Our search coincides, Around that which is inside. Their world, my world. Both revolve around the same thing. One tiny life except… Read More
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 shows he is the best. Behind the mask, is his true grime Each day, living a crime. The man, he goes to smother In his eyes he must have her. In search of his crest He holds tight to her breast…. Read More
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 they quiet, the mountains. Sometimes a low drone, other times a screaming whine. They, the mountains, are always cold and rarely warm. Sometimes chilling to the bone, other times cooling sweat. The flatland has mountains too, I say. You just can’t… Read More
Teddy Dondanville 