Violet P. Davies
Words make me feel fulfilled occasionally.
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3 Erosions
I hear the dewdrops speak to me Of distant fields and far off mysteries ... The grain of sand can speak, as can The leaves, and each so differently
Violet P. DaviesPublished about a year ago in Poets
One and Another
One I'm sure there's nothing else, I just don't want to leave. The heart leaps into the throat And blurts unbidden. Not entirely a surprise;
Violet P. DaviesPublished about a year ago in Poets
My Own Spaghetti
I'm sitting sweating buckets under the roof over my head Reading a Twitter thread On the phone my parents pay for About how some people can't afford to work
Violet P. DaviesPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Homesick
In July, flying high, a patchwork appears Bold chartreuse pieced with deeper green The canola's in flower, in its goldenrod hour
Violet P. DaviesPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Green and Gold Haiku
I've caught spring fever I sweat it out all alone Cursed travelers April is in my mistress' face, but May may not Flower readily
Violet P. DaviesPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Real
I said something real once. I said something real once, And people liked it. I said something real once, And people liked it,
Violet P. DaviesPublished 2 years ago in Poets
I Wish I Could Grow Fonder
Nobody's strong because they want to be We only hold on because we have to And the ones who don't won't admit they're weak just by not hurting
Violet P. DaviesPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Bottomless
I fell to the ground But I felt no ground beneath me So I looked up at the stars But all I could find was a dead black sky
Violet P. DaviesPublished 2 years ago in Poets
