My Poetry and Prose Blogology

Small Again
Short Poetry Doug W. Evans Short Poetry Doug W. Evans

Small Again

“there are times—I wish I could be small again
holding tight to azure dreams of an old friend
a mind—that once reliably waited on my voice
in dark partitions of my steely—spinning fears”

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Dreams That Become Us
Poetry Doug W. Evans Poetry Doug W. Evans

Dreams That Become Us

“trapped in places—we dared not venture
fixed in shapes—we risked not touch
arrayed in colors—we often ignored
traveling in lifestyles—we did not understand
and speaking in voices—we failed to hear”

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