A tolerant revolution began
The exact diameter of doubt
A product of the monster perhaps
Some confusion of steam
(Though young in me it was no child
Really just the oldest of old feelings)
The dismissal of which was temporary
A tolerant revolution began
The exact diameter of doubt
A product of the monster perhaps
Some confusion of steam
(Though young in me it was no child
Really just the oldest of old feelings)
The dismissal of which was temporary
poetry to heal the heart
zany dog exploits - and other tails
daily writing
observations of our world...usually smooth, sometimes lumpy
A collection of poems
writing by David
artist | storyteller
An author of creative writing, short stories, poetry, eccentric ideas, and way too many cliff-hangers
