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Danny L. Jones
Lonely Soul Seeking Correspondence
Hello, my name is Danny Jones, I am currently incarcerated on Arizona's Death Row.
I've been locked in 100 % isolation for the past 8 years, life in isolation
and not receiving
any mail is a loneliness I hope you never have to endure.
I have been desperately seeking outside correspondence to no avail.
I wonder if you would
be interested in writing to me.
I am a single white male, 36 years old, 5'9" tall, 200 lbs, hazel eyes
and brown hair.
I enjoy music, reading books and poetry, I love to draw and I take
pride in my art. I do
Southwestern styles of art, birds of prey and some of my own floral
designs and greeting
cards are me speciality.
I look forward to hearing from interesting people that would like to get to know me.
THANK YOU!!
Please write to:
Danny L. Jones
# 92576
Arizona State Prison SMU II
P. O. Box 3400
Florence, AZ
85232 USA
Taken from German pen pal page at: http://www.todesstrafe-usa.de/death_penalty/voices_az_jones_d.htm
Hello to someone who cares.
My name is Danny Jones and I am
a prisoner on Death Row in
Arizona.
I would like the company and friendship
of anyone from the outside
world who isn't afraid to take
some time out of their day to make
another's a little brighter. I
have been in isolation for the past 9
years of my life. Isolation and
loneliness is something I hope
nobody has to endure.
I am a person who enjoys reading
books, writing poetry and I love
to draw all styles of art to support
some of my basic needs here. I
have no problem talking about
anything that interests you. I was
born 8-24-64, and am 37 years
old. I enjoy all types of music but
mostly classic rock and blues.
I am 5' 9” tall and weigh 195 Lbs,
hazel eyes and sandy blonde/light
brown hair, med. length.
I hope there are some of you out
there who will want to write me
and not preach to me. I have strong
Christian beliefs but just don't
want to offend anyone so I find
religion a subject that's personal
and not to write about. But hey,
there is so much more out there to
share, right?
I look forward to hearing from
you. Take a chance, you may just
like me.
I've written some poetry which you might like to read - (see below to read it.)
If interested write to:
Danny Jones #92576
Arizona State Prison
PO box 3400
Florence
Arizona 85232
USA
Thanks for taking time to read this J
Last night before I went to bed
Thoughts of you filled my troubled head.
Though I've not cried this way in years
Onto my pillow fell six silent tears…
The first was for your smile that I miss
The second was for your angel face
And the loving thought of your embrace…
The third came as no surprise,
As I thought of the warmth that fills your eyes.
After this the fourth came rolling,
Instead of my pillow it was you I was holding…
The fifth tear came for one reason alone,
I felt my love for you was not fully shown.
I really miss holding you babe
There just fell the sixth silent tear…
By Danny Jones
Remember
Awake oh sleeper, look within
And remember who you really are,
You've already slumbered far too long,
It's your time to become a shining star.
Be guided by the one within
Allow yourself to become aware,
Be perceptive to the radiant light,
As your inner glow begins to flair.
Release your everlasting love
To all conditions near and far
It's time to come alive once more
And remember who you really are
By Danny Jones
Untitled
When dark clouds gather in the sky,
And raindrops fall in the storms of life.
The bright promises of the archer
Span like the arcs of his bow.
From cloud to heavy cloud
Of the saddened heart,
Will true love he ever know
By Danny Jones
The Men Behind the Wall
Some men live for others and make their presence known,
Some men live in seclusion and choose to live alone.
Some men sand for justice and walk inside the law,
But of these men the group I'm in are the men behind the wall…
They've given up their freedom, and sacrificed their rights,
By day they walk in silence and sorrow fills their nights.
They've learned to hide their tears regardless they still fall,
They walk alone and hope seems gone for the men behind the wall…
Some have lost their families and most have lost their friends,
Today will bring a heartache that tomorrow cannot mend.
Letters are unanswered, nobody takes their calls
They count their cost and much is lost for the men behind the walls…
If there is one who is righteous then let them cast the stone,
And if he's known perfection then let him die alone.
The one man who was perfect was Judged in Pilate's hall,
He knows best the debt and loves them yet, these men behind the wall…
By Danny Jones
Also taken from lamp of hope: http://www.lampofhope.org/az92576p
09/30/01
Dear Traci,
Thank you for your letter and the pen pal request sheet that was with it.
I
thought it was ironic. I am from Reno, Nevada and you are the first
person who
has written me form there. My family (parents) are living in Sparks
near my
grandmother. I actually lived in Washoe Valley in 84-85 and moved
to Reno in
86-88. I moved around a lot. I’ve always had gypsy in me.
Anyways, I really
liked what you had to say. Your feelings are strong Traci.
I wish you the best
with your teachings and your future goals.
I am sending you some information about me in hopes of finding a pen pal.
If
you would post them on your webpage I would be so thankful. I am
on Death
row and figure I only have 2-3 years left in my appeals before I will meet
my
maker upon execution. I have a precious nine-year-old daughter that
I love
dearly and her mom will always be in my heart. I am so hoping that
they will
find someone who will be there for them. Please feel free to write
back if you
have any questions and again, I wish you great success.
Very sincerely,
Danny
MINEFIELD
I try to move forward but my life’s put on hold,
For the sake of a substance my freedom’s been sold.
The feel of soft grass or the sun on my face,
Are all but a memory, a thought that’s misplaced.
Confinement in darkness and time etched in stone,
I’m surrounded by faces and still so alone.
Overwhelmed and confused I must keep on living,
I stand fast in my faith that God is forgiving.
I open my soul to the cold and the rain
As I shut out the demons of heartache and pain.
I uproot all of my idols and search for the truth,
A slave of my passions not innocent youth.
Ghosts in my path so I sift them through dreams
I open my mind to let out the screams.
A smile from a frown to a cold blooded stare.
A mask of indifference that we equally share.
Tears from my eyes as I kneel down to pray,
My family and friends are taken away.
LONELY SOUL SEEKING CORRESPONDENCE
Hello, my name is Danny Jones, I’m currently incarcerated on Arizona’s
Death
row. I’ve been locked in 100% isolation for the past 8 years.
Life in isolation
and not receiving mail is a loneliness I hope you never have to endure.
I’ve been
desperately seeking outside correspondence to no avail. I was wondering
if you
would be interested in corresponding or if you could help me in obtaining
some
friendly correspondence to help ease my loneliness.
I would greatly appreciate your helping me in this plight. I’m a
single whit male,
37 years old, 5’9”, 200 lbs., hazel eyes, brown hair, DOB 8/24/64.
I enjoy music, reading, and poetry. I love to draw and I take pride
in my art. I
do Southwestern styles of art, birds of prey and some of my own floral
designs
and greeting cards are my specialty.
I look forward to hearing from interesting people that would like to get
to know
me.
I sincerely thank you!
Danny Jones
Danny Jones #92576
Arizona State Prison - SMU II
PO Box 3400
Florence, AZ. 85232
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