walking in rain | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine


the wind
is quiet in trees.

a sixth sense
guides me.

a rustle of wings
and a tangle

of vines and leaves.
hipsters with

spiritual anorexia
block crumbling sidewalks.

i am tuned
to the earth’s music

and voiceless ground.
fantasies like glass

bubble to consciousness.
small sharp rocks.

colors are like
vibrant crayons.

wet grass.




Rick Davis lives in the Chicago area, USA.  He is married to Marianne. Marianne has five children, and twenty-four grand & great-grandchildren.  They have a loved cat & dog.  Rick graduated from Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate schools.  He’s has worked in market research and other positions.  He has worked as a volunteer pastoral counselor at Blind Service Association in Chicago, and at the University of Illinois Hospital at Chicago.  He is an ordained minister and interfaith Rabbi.