Danielle Ward Biography

These wheels are fast.
Beneath my feet the pavement slides away,
A table cloht jerked from under glass.
Wobbling, on unbalanced legs.
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Wherever you are,
Do you wonder?
I do.
In a twilight bedroom, when the soft summer wind
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I am a breathe,
I am a life.
I am toil,
And I am strife.
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Standing above
The crowds below.
I am smiling.
I am feeling.
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In a breath of wind I stand,
Frog-slimy ground, and shard rocks beneath.
It is not easy to look, much less to walk
Onwards, downwards.
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