Donald Paris : Writing

Muse's Web

Muse's Web

A Story by Donald Paris


This is a piece of fiction.
My Mecca

My Mecca

A Poem by Donald Paris


I’m from these old streets.With the crunch of the gravel under my feet,I see old and new ,Buildings, parks, projects of wasted revenu..
Born Again

Born Again

A Poem by Donald Paris


Alone, a boy stood In the middle of a parking lot. He was the only Thing there, as darkness fell. He was just as motionless as the..
Backwash

Backwash

A Poem by Donald Paris


As I sat on the wall, she drew, The attention of my sad, brown eyes. She was really stunning in silk. A marine blue dress, moving, Like the water i..
Broken AC

Broken AC

A Poem by Donald Paris


Orange florescent light streams Through my window casting Shadowy bars on my bed. The heat becomes a prison guard, Burning my body wi..
A place to learn

A place to learn

A Poem by Donald Paris


Freemont School sat across from A graveyard; filled with Flowers and dead soldiers. Both were fresh and bright red. The childr..
When they all fall down

When they all fall down

A Poem by Donald Paris


It was a red dilapidated barn With rotted wood and rusted shingles That he was proud of most. It had a face like his. Beaten by th..
A love poem

A love poem

A Poem by Donald Paris


It was a promise of summer That kept her coming back. Sunshine, fledgling dreams of amber Fields. Her hair, tiny strands of black, F..
Prom night

Prom night

A Poem by Donald Paris


A non rhyming pantoum
Duck and Run

Duck and Run

A Poem by Donald Paris


Pinned down by a volley of rainbows. Mortar rounds rip through men. Their tears puddle on the ground Carving out tiny canyons While th..