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I still remember
I still remember the din of shoppers lolling me to sleep against your shoulder, the smell of candles, donuts, and perfume momentarily piquing my senses…
 • J. Anton Davis
"Other"
You jumped and cheered, screamed and cried, when you asked if I felt the same, I said yes; I lied. You danced and sang, gathered here, then there, we…
 • J. Anton Davis
Fly for you
If I only tell you, “You can fly,” you may believe me or you may not, but if I take flight myself, you’ll know it’s true, so I’ll do my best to fly for…
 • J. Anton Davis
What shall I do with the wall?
What shall I do with the wall? The stones have all fallen to the ground, as the mortar by which each was once bound to the other has wasted away; should…
 • J. Anton Davis
A thousand pearled oysters
Treasure seems almost drawn to you, powerless to resist even the smallest effort on your part to seek and to find it; gold clings to your pick at the…
 • J. Anton Davis
The line
We sat on the beach, side by side, looking back and forth from one another to the brilliant sunset, finding ever more elaborate ways to describe its…
 • J. Anton Davis
Fireflies
On a hot and humid summer’s night many winged things take flight, though none but the firefly gives off light, shining briefly like a lighthouse…
 • J. Anton Davis
We used to walk the path together
We used to walk the path together
 • J. Anton Davis
Old stones
Old stones
 • J. Anton Davis
J. Anton Poetry
Everyday poetry for the thoughtful mind.
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