untitled (what if we are clouds?)A Poem by Ross Davison
what if we are clouds?
touching
mixing to join.
some in strat streamline wispy and thin,
the fluffy bask (sun)day,
the crowds of gangs
roll(in) and lightning strikes,
the cool fog hugging close dew,
and sepe r a t e,
over Izu Hanto,
over Monterey,
Katrina touched d(gr)o(ou)wn(nd) in New Orleans
mad as hell blast reminds,
she’s throwing his stuff out the window,
and
over the Whaling City,
i can see you,
dancing,
over Boston.
© 2008 Ross DavisonReviews
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7 Reviews Added on March 20, 2008 Last Updated on March 25, 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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