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Open Water

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Today we saw
black swans flying
close to the shore,

looking for open water.

We too look for open water
in our lives, 45 more words

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Four Black Swans

a Spenserian Sonnet

by Thomas Davis

Four swans, crow-feather black, fly low above
The lake’s ice, white with tints of apple green.
Upon a red roof ravens, croaking of… 90 more words

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Whiteness

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

On earth
there are no elements
here of humankind
that work in harmony,

but in the whiteness
of snow there are. 33 more words

Poetry

Sitting on a Bench Waiting for the End of Winter

by Thomas Davis

Time hides in words spoke on the radio,
Inside newspaper columns gray with print.
The young girl, in the winter, watched the flow… 93 more words

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Two Roads

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

I can’t remember
when I learned
to love animals,
but it was when
I was very young,

along with my three sisters. 45 more words

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The Ballad of the Barn

by Thomas Davis

“They’ve always been half nuts,” she said.
He frowned, looked pained, and shook his head.

“No matter what, they’re still my brothers,” 331 more words

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Poems

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

The universe
throws out poems
across the stars,

but only the poet
catches them.

Poetry