Davis Smith Poems

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1.
Hindu Temple On A Moonlit Night

they were singing in the temple
women's voices raised in harmony
politely toning to the other
and to the other
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2.
Roma

she moves as a soft cloud
drifting over a hardened stream
like gray through an early dawn
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3.
Ice Cream

if ever I could be your favorite flavor
that you'd take only tiny bites of me
to make me last
as long
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