ode to jerome davis

By Colton Claye

The destructive force of war created you
Your voice, as silent as God, calling out to those you created in your image
They come hoping to see you delivering a new masterpiece
or picking up your junk mail
They come seeking proof of their existence
Never matching your imagination
Or your memories of the chaos and quiet of the stalag
Where you take the perpetrator for your bride
Offering her the hand of the creator who puts as much beauty in what is left out as what is put in

About the author
Colton Claye, a native of Milwaukee, WI, is an author, songwriter, visual artist and an advocate for all conscious creatures. His work has been featured in a wide variety of print and digital publications. His latest release, The Percussive Sun, is a collection of surrealist poetry. He sends you warm regards.