awakenedA Poem by Ross Davison
Awakened by the sound of quietly placed footsteps.
Rustic room aroma
and summer sweat humidity
chirp cricket the tall grass long cicadas buzz, sun shades low and warm
cool hardwood handmade quilted
photos on the bureau
A strangers home no more.
Taken in
accepted.
long family walk around the just past sunset block
red wine and buttered corn conversation
I fell in love last night
With people I once never knew.
Taken in,
awakened,
by the sound of quietly placed
footsteps.
© 2008 Ross Davison |
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4 Reviews Added on March 20, 2008 AuthorRoss DavisonNew Bedford, MAAboutBorn on Cape Cod, and transported from school to school, I began writing at 15. Twisting the way the words layed on the paper, spreading them out to accentuate pauses or connections. I've been publi.. more..Writing
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