Poetry

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By

Rick Davis

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your mind is a deep dark rotting kettle

and birdless sky.

peaceful labyrinths cry.

you are a spoiled onion

with no act of contrition.

you are old salt

thrashing out loving bee-keepers.

your god wears a tattered coat.

there are rancid legions at your heel.

perpetual darkness devours Light.

lovingly, our beloved youth

wear white lace

with little to hide

and everything to gain.

Rick Davis

Rick Davis is a graduate of Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate programs.  He is married, and has over 700 published poems.