Shatter
Shatter Some days are better, When he’s too busy to remember What brought him here, And he doesn’t count the years Since it happened. Tucked deep into his hood And… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Shatter Some days are better, When he’s too busy to remember What brought him here, And he doesn’t count the years Since it happened. Tucked deep into his hood And… Continue Reading
Let’s start at the end before I reach the beginning. The final song in the show was the music I originally used when Dead Men was released, and I was then,… Continue Reading
One of these days, time will slow down again for me, I hope. I have to admit, though, that this week even the hour of recording the show was not… Continue Reading
Of course this week’s show had to be political. It’s the job of creatives to speak the truth, especially when the world’s going to hell in a handcart. We must… Continue Reading
I have written every day, but only today’s prompt seems appropriate. Fable It was there from the beginning, Yet too few heeded the warnings, That the monster was growing, that… Continue Reading
Everything, and I mean everything, we write is political, and it’s never a pleasure when what we write is prescient, when dystopia becomes reality, when fictional and non-fictional warnings are… Continue Reading
Chasing my own tail, in truth. So here are three poems based on the prompts of the last three days. It seems like the change in clocks has robbed me… Continue Reading
Thank God for music. I’ve needed good music more than ever this week, and writing this now is just a reminder to me that I need to listen to even… Continue Reading
Time is becoming an issue for me, obviously, in daily terms, and in terms of my mind, which is why I didn’t post yesterday, and have only just written today’s…. Continue Reading
In The Style Of Jackson Pollock (or not) His mind is packed full Of useless things: A pack of cards, Three chess problems, A shopping list, Greek words he doesn’t… Continue Reading