Poems from TDavies95
The last ember faded,
Before man stood devastation.
Their lost left them jaded,
Questioning the foundation.
Yet despite the flickering...
I shout the body electric; for singing will not quite do,
Few words express the craftsmanship,
Yet formally I offer my quixotic view.
In...
My hand dragged across the page, scrawling
Graphite (concrete carrying ideas,
what world does this create?)
The page beckoned for my...
I awoke in a wood, and found myself observing a race;
I batted my eyes, must’ve mistook - but, alas, a rabbit! There! Setting an anxious...
As the moon pulls the tides,
So has history drifted us apart;
Wholly to return again.
Your face is a template,
Unto which you sketch...