It was a day of stairs, a day of climbing
up and falling down concrete wells:
confining, darkened, broken, and uneven.
Seraphim climb on golden rungs
in prophetic dreams of one who fights
with God. So it seems for me to be
the one who struggles to ascend. But I
am tired of climbing stairs and falling down.
Darryl Willis, a Texan, has lived abroad in exotic places such as Tennessee and Arkansas. He is married and has two daughters. He currently resides and writes in Texas. His work involves travel to Ukraine a few times during the year and has fallen in love with the people and the country. You can read his poetry on his website. He has been published with Eclectic Flash, vox poetica and other journals.