I love to spend morning’s night — window’s nature simplicities/complexities, phone in left hand reading allusions exploring unwritten softening realms lost/found beyond thought exploring God’s risen passions traveling through reclining gardens floral Divine Continue reading I Love – A Poem from Rick Davis
reflecting reflecting on my life —i’ve sometimes foundmyself surroundedby bitternessanger, resentment& dishonesty though i myself admiti oftenmissed the mark — i suppose we all do though i believe my motiveswere (i hope)pure though isometimes went alongwith webs of existentialemptiness & … Continue reading Reflecting by Rick Davis – Poetry – PAROUSIA Magazine
morning: beauty drips like soft light. red autumn leaves. dressed for a meeting i wear a costume of respectability. walking near the lake i stop to watch dark desired waves. a playful storm floats out of sky. children play in … Continue reading walking | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
quiet blends with the sounds of the frig and hesitant rain drops sliding down smudged windows blackie, the timid feral cat visits, and I give her food in grey rain. i close my eyes and notice my expanding consciousness … Continue reading afternoon | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
Falling asleep softly I watch fresh new leaves On the twigs of trees. An owl is perched on the Bony branch above. The sun sets And whirling waters flow From the crystal clear brook. Lying on the thick blue-green … Continue reading Dreaming of Eden | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
she walks smoothly so fragile in her loneliness and as she smiles it is as though all the winds go to heaven. she speaks to air – i imagine in some distant kitchen wrapped in abandoned teardrops. her bright … Continue reading street person | 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. … Continue reading walking in rain | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
Quieting My thoughts I observe An abundant river. The past And future Are persistent myths Sinking in sand While I eclipse God of the orchard Where peace and justice Sing like birds. My soul is a map Hiding beneath … Continue reading MINDFULNESS | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
racing thoughts are as true as a drunk’s promise. whispering words, i become soothing scarlet light. unhurried pulse. the scent of green grass. giving up language. a cloud of fireflies covers cold glass. the moon hangs like an amber stone. … Continue reading praying: | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
a lady in mink dripping in gold with plasticity of the soul hands a haunted street person a folded bill. maple branches sway as a teenage girl with a short skirt and compliant hips smiles at me. distant windless … Continue reading hazy memory from age 3 | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
I lived in mud. Then, I met you and began To walk through reclining forests And aside melodic mountains And today, despite challenges Life is as tranquil As late summer fireflies. I was a broken fish, Who, upon finding … Continue reading TRANSFORMATION | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
dream 2: the wind is warm. embracing a field of flowers. a wounded blade of grass. climbing a blue stairway. a tree moves in wind. a corridor through banks of trees. red swirling dust clouds. faint air shimmers. indigo sky. … Continue reading dream 2: | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
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