Deah Caldwell Poetry

Excavator

We are layers, our own excavators, peeling back the impossible through self-compassion and prayers. We are…

So, I weaponized each and every word to launch truth bombs from my quill.

There were explosions in your brain that led us down this trail, justifying the means for…

Blood should be thicker than water. and overrule destructive ideologies. It takes both to survive in…

I am inspired by the achievement and admire the long-haul roar. Every single system was set…

You think you have forever – that is, until you don’t. Then, there is no time…

I’ve been gone for far too long in a hibernation of despair, sleeping off egos and…

Hey there drooping Willow, have you been weeping for about 36 years while the earth has…

Some days I love traveling the memories of my mind, revisiting the ruins of the lost…