afternoon | 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 streaming in silver light touching God.     Rick Davis lives in the Chicago area, USA. …

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. perfectly…