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
i awake from a cloudy dream of dark leaf horses running with wild bronze manes. i slide open the bedroom drapes as a sweet design unfolds as I watch playful birds – imagining that they are flying towards an eastern … Continue reading morning: | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
moment sitting on the porch i relax as sparrows peck at the bird feeder. wind. chirps. sound is a true vocabulary of nature. the sun glitters my shadow. clouds gather speed. the sky is a miracle. Rick Davis lives in the Chicago area, USA. He is married to Marianne. Marianne has five children, and twenty-four grand & great-grandchildren. They have a loved cat & dog. Rick graduated from Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate schools. He’s has worked in market research and other positions. He has worked as a volunteer pastoral counselor at Blind Service Association in Chicago, and at the … Continue reading moment | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
my idealism: my idealism is like bare feet in summer grass and blossoms that drift like stars resisting water-hazards of apathy. my idealism is like city lights that speckle wet streets with vibrant paint. stuck in right-wing mud my nights … Continue reading my idealism: | A Poem by Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
The Eternal House The colours are beautiful Glistening like an early sun The paints are not just rare alone, but its existence is banned For it is a winsome beauty, glowing more than the earth destined light A man once … Continue reading A Poem by Tope Ashaolu | PAROUSIA Magazine
A woman doesn’t meet her God every day, a man doesn’t always feel his prayers, not every hour is one of grace. We fall, we fail, to the end of our road. We turn back only to lose our way yet again, to wander is search of forgotten paths. But God holding a candle looks for all who wander, all who search. Rick Davis lives in the Chicago area, USA. He is married to Marianne. Marianne has five children, and twenty-four grand & great-grandchildren. They have a loved cat & dog. Rick graduated from Northeastern Illinois University, and several graduate … Continue reading A Poem by Rick Davis | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine
I lay in bed Whispering to You. My love of You Feels like joints And bones. As I lay In twilight half-sleep I eclipse You With tender feelings. The sweat of life Always continues Like a cruel Walk into sun … Continue reading MORNING PRAYER by Rick Davis | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine
shuffling near the lake quietness shakes the wavering air. purple lilies sigh. sun and moonlight blend in watery shadows. the creamy moon is infinite. gusts of wind sing. a woman with heavy pale make-up exits a high-rise and scowls at … Continue reading up at dawn: by Rick Davis | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine
half-awake life. singing with destination. easing through sunlight. relaxing in rushing air. floating in the welcoming recliner. i listen, becoming my higher-self – a song bird resting on God. Rick Davis lives in the Chicago area, USA. He is married … Continue reading morning: by Rick Davis | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine
Today my heart is heavy, filled with mixed anxiety, and grief My beloved alumna sister, Toni Morrison, is now in relief Read about her, as I entered the halls of Howard University Where she attended, graduated, and taught … Continue reading Tribute To My Dearly Beloved Alumna Howard University Sister: Toni Morrison! by Joseph S. Spence, Sr. | PAROUSIA Magazine
IMAGINATION & GOD Walking the neighborhood I am struck by the dishonest wind of sleeping embers in the eyes of fragmented souls. In my imagination urban speed is replaced by sugarcane stalks bending in breeze and deer emerging from shadows, … Continue reading IMAGINATION & GOD by Rick Davis | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine
true kabbalah: breathing Light I rest peacefully lying on the loveseat acquiescently observing the television and luminous blue white sky above. rushing purity from vents below as i lovingly peck at the tablet allowing my higher self to express him/herself — knowing that this is the only self that i am — knowing the Unity of all that was, is and will be, so time dissolves and God ceases to suffer as He/She is no longer fragmented by my divisions, objectification and theology. i breathe softly content to experience the friendship of God found in poetry & the glances of … Continue reading Three Poems from Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine
SERMON ON MOUNT KNOWLEDGE He slapped me for no reason I wanted to slap back, but held back my hand for fear of treason I viewed my fused face and discovered the only solace was to cry As in such … Continue reading SERMON ON MOUNT KNOWLEDGE by TUMININU AIYEDUN | Poetry | PAROUSIA Magazine
