Jessica Paige Davies
Biography of Jessica Paige Davies
Hi! Welcome to my page, I'm not very good at talking about myself, but here I go.
- I do suffer with Dyslexia, therefore spelling, grammar etc is a big issue for me.
- I also suffer with a heart condition known as a leaking aortic heart valve (genetic) and I have very low blood pressure, so I have to take tablets daily.
- I first started writing novels about 2 years ago, and my first poem about 1 year - 8 months ago.
- I live in the United Kingdom; proud to be British.
- I adore my horses and my profession, but I also love to write.
Well that's pretty much the basics covered for me aha, but I love to hear all kinds of feedback, so don't be afraid and drop a comment. I don't bite :)
Jessica Paige Davies's Works:
Wisemans Blood - on wattpad (First draft only, completed piece will available at a later date)
Jessica Paige Davies Poems
A Final Christmas Message
Dad, The last time I saw you, I was four.
They Are My Horses
They give us the wings to fly, They gallop and dance, Neighing into the starry sky.
Dry tears silently fall, Eyes full of passion and emotion, The animals voice broken, Their life destroyed by a human call.
Cold droplets running slowly, The crystallised water glistening, Subtle lights gazing down, The sharp shards shimmering.
Tis a morning day, Breath white mist, Frost the colour of gray.
Little Lost Mouse
Crystal ice, And silver snow, Little mice, Dancing to and fro.
Do You Remember?
Remember those memories? The ones made of brilliant yellow, A love built to last centuries.
I Will Always Return
With my head held high, I trudge through the crimson muck, My dark eyes set on the amber sky, With little hope and small luck.
A Small Something
Have you ever done something you shouldn't have? Something that should have never come to pass? I'm not talking about drugs or alcohol, Or theft or crime.
I'm lonely. They've all left me. My friends and family, All gone with happy faces.
One Step Closer
Sitting and thinking I wonder to myself, How many people reach their dreams? How may achieve their goals? Or does it all end in screams?
Never Lose Faith- Ebola
What can I say? I don't understand, I cannot see, The word surrounding me.
Dry tears silently fall,
Eyes full of passion and emotion,
The animals voice broken,
Their life destroyed by a human call.
With rusty chains bound,
Around their arms and necks,
Their bodies and souls rejects,
Dark crimson soaking the ground.