Daniel McArdle

Joined December 2021

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On the Carnival Wheel
A twig snapped beneath his feet, and cracked the silence all around him, and he slipped into a stillness, slightly less innocent of his impact on the area, just until at the last edge of the instant a whip of wind from up above came first over his forehead and flushed his face, and he made out broad feather tips passing softly through the misty sky in two great slow strokes.
By Daniel McArdle4 years ago in Poets
Why the Night?
A boy of any age came into the world, eyes wide and hiding little. His mother loved him well, and father turned his head. He learned his lessons well.
By Daniel McArdle4 years ago in Motivation
On the Carnival Wheel
Is the Magic? Is the magic in the river, In the lake, quake, spring or shiver? In the rain, pain, gain or grain
By Daniel McArdle4 years ago in Poets