A Poem by Willard Wells



The darkness that appears as a

dungeon in my mind,

It’s really just the hallways,

where the demons freely roam.


Looking to disturb a perfectly good day.

But as is always the case,

They must play alone,

Since they bore me with their dark world.

© 2017 Willard Wells

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Indeed if one can trounce the demons the day will be perfectly good Willard. A feisty piece with a great message about fighting back.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Willard Wells

1 Year Ago

Thanks John for stopping by and your kind words.
Laughing demons away always works for me, I've been way to serious toward the beasts of burden for far too long. Thanks for sharing; much enjoyed!


Posted 1 Year Ago

Willard Wells

1 Year Ago

Thanks for the kind words and reading my words. Just stay in control.
Those hidden voices and demons do tend to play havoc, I find work is like this too.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Willard Wells

1 Year Ago

Hello Andrew and thanks for the visit. I seem to be absent a great deal. Maybe the demons??

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Added on May 21, 2017
Last Updated on May 21, 2017


Willard Wells
Willard Wells

Sacramento, CA

Photography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..