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Mmm Davis Poems
Dark bird Black raven with black wings, Black eyes as dark as midnight,
I wanted to talk to you but I never had time, now I find myself with even less time.
The wind pored and a wolf let out her howl, It was filled with sorrow and pain,
White majestic clouds, sun filled with pictures of dragons, unicorns, horses galloping, giant dogs as big as houses and mice as small as walnuts.
Running away was easy, the hard part, trying to stay alive. Long strides, deep breaths, fast beating heart, and a cunning mind, it was all inside me.
My Rhyming Days
Free day Friday, I like to think of Monday, While I’m waiting for Sunday, And swimming on Tuesday,
As Be Center Don’t Enter Fools
Argument, aggravation, Anger and amendment,
Sorrow enhances and pain dissipates, Puzzles like pixated pixels, fixate, Longing howls entwining with a maze, It's only the wind they mutter and hiss,
Warm sun, Glowing moon, Shinning stars, Burning eyes,
As the cold wind touched my face, I didn’t shiver or flinch, As the light of the moon began to fade away, I didn’t try to find light or cry,
Knight in Shining Black
Knight wearing shining black, Cape full of falling stars, Shadows hover about,
I never meant to dig a hole, I never meant to fall inside, And more than ever I feel like silently,
Stars are sparkling brighter than ever, Sun is shining brighter that itself, And the moon seems to get wider, like a smile as it looks down.
Lake of pain
Tomorrow is another day, Yesterday already went, Here comes another day,
Comments about Mmm Davis
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
Black raven with black wings,
Black eyes as dark as midnight,
Wind flutters his wings,
Shadows turn his head,
And movement catches his stare.
He looks down upon you and watches in dismay,
No black is with in you,
No night in your eyes,
No wings to up lift you,
No shadow to attract you,
And movements pass your gaze.
A raven, A raven, A moonlight silhouette.