Pillowy white clouds,

fluffy stuff

that beds down

in the azure,

a pleasure,

I am told,


feeling old,

the lies in my eyes

seek darker skies,

I wonder why?



A rumble in the distance,

I look to the horizon

as if I can discern

with my eyes,

what my ears have learned.

The turn in the weather

appears imagined,

as I gaze beyond

the cerulean yonder,

pondering the beating

tom-tom-like auger.


disappointed as the sound


Is there no chance

the crowded clouds

will participate

in my rain dance?





I notice

fine powder.

No. Wait,

It is wet,

and better yet…

I find

people looking,

like I’m out of my mind

as I skip,

eyes full of happy tears,

the sky descends

and the sun




White fades to grey,

blue – gone. Near black,

the vengeance of heaven,

warring gods, attack.

Roaring, pouring,

the tempest sings on and on,

call this a storm?

Bring it on!

A sudden madness,

gladness, glee,

this weather, ever

magic to me.



But the storm soon flees,

light returns to the day,

my rage, near release,

rinsed away,

my grief, that disease,

frightens away

thoughts thought deceased,

joy, kept at bay.

Lacuna, the Launch Pictures!

I am delighted!  A friend of the family, photographer, Andrew Miller; kindly sent me pictures of the Lacuna book launch.  I am very pleased to share these with Mr Miller’s kind permission.


Published!  Hooray!


Poets, performers, and personal heroes of mine.  My friends, Mike Alma, Alan Durham and Polly Stretton; kindly read at the Lacuna launch.


Worcestershire Poet Laureate, Suz Winspear, wowed the audience.


My youngest son, Oscar Davis, read his favourite poem: ‘A Good Boy’ by Robert Louis Stevenson.  Oscar truly stole the show, people are still talking about his performance!


Alan, Mike, Polly and I read my poem, ‘Beyond the Realms of Redemption’ together.  A wonderful performance, I loved every second of it.


I celebrated with family and friends, including Worcestershire Literary Festival Poetry Slam Champion, Charley Barnes (pictured right) and Worcestershire Poet Laureate, Suz Winspear (left).  I am blessed to be pals with such talented and lovely ladies.


This is my brother, Damien (who took the amazing picture for Lacuna’s front cover) and my beautiful niece, Ellie (Uncle Baldy’s Princess).


My editor, the brilliant poet, Polly Stretton, with Oscar.  They just taught my eldest daughter, Willow, ‘jazz hands’!

Signing some books!


And kissing gorgeous girls!  This is the photographer, Andrew Miller’s wife, Karen.  ‘Kazzie’ looks after our children when we are at work and they are not at school or nursery, we would be lost without her, and love her dearly.


Wonderful day, luckiest man alive.  Thank you to my publisher, Black Pear Press, and to all who came to the launch.  Memories that will last a life-time.

Those who still want to get their hands on a copy of Lacuna get one here:

Kieran Davis

Best wishes and much love from Baldy.

Doing the ‘Baldy-boogie’


Hooray!  Guess who just got their hands on two brilliant collections of poetry from the master, Paul F. Lenzi?  No prizes – it is obvious from the picture!  Yup, Baldy is doing his ‘dad-dance’, the infamous ‘Baldy-boogie’ (a performance which is forbidden in public by his loving wife and children).

Paul F. Lenzi is one of the most talented poets I know, someone I admire and respect.  I urge you to visit his poetry blog, and follow his links to grab a copy of your own.

Keep smiling and keep writing, much love from Baldy.