Poetry

Margarita Gluzberg

By

Rick Davis

Freedom

chronic pain

is a cup

of darkness.

but with the

mindfulness

of wistful eyes

i find balance –

irritation,

but also

the peace of

drifting clouds

that refresh

my body dazzling

so in my

God concentric

meditation

i encounter

giant flowers

and delicate clover

of my heart.

flying through sky

i breathe

the boundless space

of my own mind

which is free

as a flock

of swallows.

Fitful Dreams

Silence

like a rainbow

is loud.

Starlings circle

hazy sky.

Their echoes

tame my heart

and wipe

distant watery eyes.

Lightning sighs.

Ghosts walk

the shoulders

of expansive road.

Grief is a planet.

Rick Davis

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