The Farmhouse
The wheelchair leaned
Into the finials
Of the porch,
Apparently left behind
Like the vacancy
In the windows
After everything
Was packed
And loaded into
A U-Haul truck.
So someone made
The decision it
Was no longer needed
Because like a child
Mistakenly left behind
No one intentionally
Forgets A wheelchair.
- William G. Davies 2012
Out To Pasture
The grasses around the barn
Are red, pearlescent pink
As if in homage
To the dilapidated workhouse
Like the costume jewelry
On a grandmother.
- William G. Davies 2012
William G. Davies Jnr. has had work published by The Wilderness House Review, Gloom Cupboard, Jellyfish Whispers, The Blue Lyra Review and others. He has been married to his wife, Theresa, for 38 years and lives in rural Pennsylvania where they make their own wine, "Rooted Womb." They have three grown children and four grandchildren who live in Florida. This is William's second appearance at Bluepepper.
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