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Welcome to Nocturnal
The Writings of Adrian L. Davis
Welcome to Nocturnal.
I'm just like you. I love to write. I write from my experiences. I was a police officer for 7 years and I've worked in Investigations, corrections and security all of my adult life. I'm mixed and I am a Christian. All of these experiences form my writing.....
On this site you'll find my poetry and prose and sometimes the works of friends and other artists. You'll also get a glimpse of my personal life...which forms the way I write.
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The Latest @ Nocturnal
News August 2003
Living in Tucson, AZ agian and enjoying it.
Discovered the poems of the great Indian Poet Rabindranath Tagore. Here is one:
Mind Without Fear
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action---
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake
(Thank you, Martin Sheen!)
Working on Exit Light despite abandoning it as too much like Blade in 1996..
In Silence and Darkness has stalled but new ideas crop up daily.
Site will be kept current and is now under heavy CONSTRUCTION!!
Please stop back soon for updates.
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Poem of the Month:
The Sixth of August
The Winds of August
Echo with his death
Hiroshima
The very bomb
That saved his life
Made mine possible
Now whisper
With irony
The anniversary
Of that Day
As a man
I did not know him
Although
I could be
Just like him
As a child
I loved him
Without really knowing
As a Spirit
I hope I’ll find him
Perhaps walking
With the victims of
Hiroshima
Every man has it coming
Every day contains it
Every son faces it
His heart failed
For others
Consumed in fire
Man-made fire
Delivered by a woman
Named Enola
Their deaths
Made other lives
Possible
My life
Surely
So tonight
I’ll light a candle
I’ll pray
For his soul
My soul
The souls of
Hiroshima
I’ll thank God
For that day
And apologize
As well
-Adrian L. Davis
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