Against a darkling winter sky I stand adamant, seed pods crackling in the wind. Stubborn and mute with life hardly visible I know that my seeds will drop on the stony ground to rise again come spring.

Denial by Harold Davis

Denial © Harold Davis

I stand in denial of the chaotic forces that would mow me down without a second thought—and I stand for the poetry that is in the soul of each and every one of us no matter the storms of the world.

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