Shree

In deep twilight, ghasts and ghouls emerge to haunt In the depths of the world, all too horrid and gaunt Ripped and ragged, their weathered cloaks they flaunt Nothing can stop their shrieks and harrowing taunts   Each has a name, don't you know, just like we The tortured living, we the tormented free And if... Continue Reading →

Ghoulish For Dinner

"RUN AWAY!" yelled Rachel, holding onto a blanket with one hand and her porcelain doll in the other. "It's going to get us! It's going to get us!" She sped right by Jonathan and Steven, out the door, and into the woods. "AH!" Jonathan and Steven screamed in unison and followed her along the muddy... Continue Reading →

Just a Glimpse

My sister got married this weekend, and I can honestly say I haven't felt as happy as I did at her wedding in a very long time. All of my friends and family gathered to watch as she committed herself to one of the best men I have met in my life. It's funny how it's so... Continue Reading →

Where Do Wishes Go?

(This is a scene from a book I'm currently working on. For a little background, Rachel and Alice are eleven years old.) Rachel stared at the field full of flowers with carefully considered ambivalence. It was the type of field you only see in childish memories and Hollywood: bright green grass dotted with yellow and... Continue Reading →

Let Us Inspire War

My dear friend, please come back to me. I have seen you lingering. But it has been so long since we intertwined the way we once did. It has been so long since your warmth coursed through my veins. The smile you inspired was so intoxicating to me, so contagious to the Observers. We once... Continue Reading →

Dreams Like These

One night I looked to the Heavens to find Anything that would suggest I exist So I reached to the stars, and each one kissed My fingertips and corners of my mind   From the Milky Way, I poured a tall glass Of shimmering dreams to lighten my heart It tingled my tongue and was... Continue Reading →

Here, Now

If you ever sit there wondering what your purpose or place is in this universe, I'd say you've already forgotten the fact that you're sitting. Do you think shooting stars streak across the sky wondering if someone made a wish on them? Do you think a bird starts singing hoping they'll bring a smile to... Continue Reading →

Getting Somewhere

...and we move on in intense lethargy hoping that, somewhere along the way, we will catch our breath we put our nose to the grind stone day after day believing in the myth that we'll understand in the by and by what it was all for in the first place   ...but are we adding... Continue Reading →

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Paul Davids

Guitarist, Creator, Musician, Producer and Teacher

The Wandering Armadillo

I am the "little armored one", moving gently through life. Hoping to safeguard my sensitivities with layers of words and the expression of thought. Shielding my mirror neurons at times, or tasting music and spinning till I'm dizzy. Every moment here is a gift.

KaylaAnn

Write, Drink Tea, Live Life, Repeat

Make Me Brave

A powerful tool. Why does it seem we're all, carelessly, pointing guns at each other like fools.

Conor Walsh Music

Minimalist piano and electro acoustic composer