by Thomas Davis
I love the woman whom I love,
And in the morning’s world of blue
I wake to bellow hearty songs
That say so simply, “I love you.”
Love is the light of human black.
The tone that brings man up to gray,
And though the world is lost and doomed,
I say it makes today a day.
So, blacken out the joyous sun
And ink away the solemn moon.
I love woman whom I love.
She’ll lighten up a tar-black room.
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by Thomas Davis
the journey of the elephants
One day in early June
Shook trees and shook the peaceful ground
And even shook the moon!
Then, with a movement huge and slow,
The herd began to run,
And thunder pealed amidst the hills
So loud it shook the sun!
Note: This was the first children’s poem I wrote. We were going to college in Oshkosh, Wisconsin, and Sonja loved to ride on my back and call me her elephant herd. Mary had just been born and was in her crib while her older sister and I played in our small living room, and so this small poem was born.
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by Ethel Mortenson Davis
This morning
my black dog
found a story
in the grasses.
She sat down,
lingered and mulled
over it,
relishing every detail
and every character.
I hope that people
will linger and mull
over my poems
someday.
I could envision
them being copied
and recopied
on exquisite parchment
by cloistered monks…
But if not,
the joy
is in the playing
of the stringed instrument
and riding its vibrations
out and across
the face of the moon,
lingering and mulling
over its details.
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by Ethel Mortenson Davis
The threatening trees
by day
turned at night
to dancers round a fire,
the moon so bright
it made a jar-like sky
clear and empty,
a dance of life
with turning hypnotism,
patterned movements,
rushing fire-sparks.
The trees bent,
turning with the fire-moon,
all moving
on the breath of the wind,
fire and dancers
united
into an upward-moving flame.
The moon danced.
The trees shined.
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Alazanto was our son, Kevin Davis. This photo was taken in the San Juan Mountains of Colorado
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