Ladder
You’re too old for meTo teach you any lessonsAny more. I’m too old to believeIn any lessonsI might have been taught. We are all bornAt the foot of a well.We… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
You’re too old for meTo teach you any lessonsAny more. I’m too old to believeIn any lessonsI might have been taught. We are all bornAt the foot of a well.We… Continue Reading
The moon, A half of what it was,Glowers,Ashamed,A-hidden,Behind the tops of roofs,Of trees,In silence. Night closes Around what shines,A narrow coneOf uncounted light,Just an echo Of the sun,An unrehearsed refrain…. Continue Reading
fuck those words I waste on the media socialon the bullies who don’t understand fuck i could write thatinto a poem or a novelor a letter fuck black ink i… Continue Reading
You don’t know how much I love you AlthoughI spend nights awakeWhole nightsAnd nights awayWhole nightsAnd sleeplessLike the one nowAnd tomorrow And yesterdayBecause it doesn’t stop, in my head You… Continue Reading
I. The lights go out over Europe Where war is too remote for understanding. Though it’s less than a generation Since genocide. #lestweforget II. #LightsOut In homes without walls In… Continue Reading
I have walked these yearsAnd failed to keep your pace.Often. I have stepped outBeside youAnd lost your handIn the race to the mundane. We forget what we live for. In… Continue Reading
With deference and apologies to Bertolt Brecht. A paraphrasing of Brecht’s Deutschland, Bleiche Mutter poem, in view of the elections in England on 22nd May 2014. Brecht composed the poem… Continue Reading
The past is silent, An old film. There are memories but no voices. Pictures, filtered, Fade in and out With a rare combustion of colour. We have forgotten more… Continue Reading
When you wake You will be a teenager,Somewhere between a child And an adult.Difficult.For you, and for me. A strange thing, growing up. We think we know who we are,And… Continue Reading
Not so much thought as thoughtlessness. Emptyingmy mind to be you, to see like you, to feel like you,to find something you might love. I leave the station, and follow… Continue Reading