Violet P. Davies

Violet P. Davies

Words make me feel fulfilled occasionally.

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  • Violet P. Davies
    Published about a year ago
    Flooded

    Flooded

    I am standing ankle deep in tepid water More comes pouring in from every crevice I see But it doesn't bother me I'm being flooded from the sewer
  • Violet P. Davies
    Published about a year ago
    Unwilling Benefaction

    Unwilling Benefaction

    You have never claimed to be a benefactor of my will But what does my will have to do with it anyway The grass that grows between these chess pieces is out of my control
  • Violet P. Davies
    Published about a year ago
    The Long Room

    The Long Room

    This is the longest room I have ever seen There has got to be Some way out No windows, no doors No secret passageways
  • Violet P. Davies
    Published about a year ago
    In Transit

    In Transit

    The budding leaves look like they've already dried up outside my window The crocuses are glad that they don't have to push their way out through snow
  • Violet P. Davies
    Published 2 years ago
    Toasted at High Tide

    Toasted at High Tide

    You are white sand and warm water And the tide is coming in The undertow is so gentle I won't even notice if I'm drowning
  • Violet P. Davies
    Published 2 years ago
    Bittersweet Beginning

    Bittersweet Beginning

    Bitter end A dark omen? Or the dimly lit backdrop to a sweet beginning? Bittersweet beginning May nothing end bitterly by our trembling, fumbling, pressing, yearning hands