Richard Pierce

Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter

Poetry

Misplace

The universe disappears,
Day too bright,
Sky too blue
For any other colours.

The moon has misplaced its stars.

The cosmos is disfigured
On days like these,
When the wind freezes
On exposed skin
And thinking.

Blue hands,
Unread books,
Unproven theorems.

Quantum.

R 06/11/2023 19:31

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