Poetry

By

Rick Davis

 

 

Prayer

 

 

I am awake,

feeling like

 

a sunflower’s

corona.

 

Happiness is my

corner store

 

as I swallow

the sun whole.

 

I toss

praxis

 

to ashes,

resting beneath

 

a dove

and rainbow.

 

Before me

are vibrant

 

twisted paths,

and stepping on one

 

I bathe

with an

 

iridescent chord

of geometric

 

light.

Awake,

 

I am asleep

in peace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Summer Love

 

 

Our love

Is as solid

As rock quartz.

 

Your love

Cracks me open

With summer

Lightening.

 

Our mornings

Together

Are better

Than breakfast.

 

Trying to convey

My love to you

Is not always easy –

 

I become

A pencil

That cannot

Sharpen.

 

Outside

Of our time

I am lost

 

But when

You come home

 

Our place

Feels as

Lush as forest.

 

When we touch

I fly through air –

 

You are

Beyond my

Treasured dreams

 

As together

We are

Volcanoes

 

Rising out

Of the sea

 

With life-affirming

Love.

 

Without you

I am a

Nebulous

 

Blue-black

Silhouette

 

But when we speak

We are

 

Playful whales

Surfacing

For air.

 

Sometimes

I wonder

What you see

 

In me –

I must appear

 

To have

Praying mantis

Hands

 

And in June

Serenity

I love

 

To write words

For you –

 

When you’re

At work

 

I raise you

From the depths

 

Of my own mind –

 

Gently,

 

Sailing into light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rick Davis

I am a Poet and life-long Chicagoan, married, and am a graduate of Northeastern Illinois University.