![]() The BeginningA Poem by Darryl Davis
A worn pad,
an overpriced disposable pen, several barely conscious gestures, a deep exhale and you were born. Like a trout pulled from a stream, you stared back, the water froze and you croaked, “Now what?” © 2011 Darryl Davis |
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4 Reviews Added on June 6, 2011 Last Updated on June 6, 2011 Author![]() Darryl DavisBrussels, BelgiumAboutNote: Friend requests sent by people who haven't read/commented on anything of mine will be declined without exception. I'm an American poet in Belgium with a particular interest in fusing free ver.. more..Writing
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