Short Davenport Poems

Mind trap wanderings
davenport differentials
childhood solitudes
garner teen tentacles
enlivening adult adventures
can we make Peace within ourselves?
nomenclatures not included
avoid advanced actuals
advance to GO!...

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Dear Marshfield,

Your song is in the wind
sweeping over the woods,
marshes and fields.
The marshes this December
are green, and life stirs
under cloudy skies and sun,
but you still know your seasons.
You cut new trails in my dreams
during long nights
when the sun sets early.
Tonight a bar is empty,
and the bartender shoots pool
to pass the time.
Tonight I sleep in my motel room
for a spirited night.

Davenport...

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Magazines in every corner
Rubber bands on lids of jars
Silk ribbons and dried flowers
Glossy brochures from afar.

Mantle, desk, and table
Piled high with worn out books.
Long forgotten potpourri
ticked away in tiny nooks.

Faded quilts across the bed,
Davenport, and tattered chair
Decorated by a lazy cat
Gently grooming her gray hair.

Dusty must moldy air
Timelessly suspended
Ages past, lives once lived
Forgotten and now ended....

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