Treasure
TREASURE the slow morning the sunshine through the kitchen window the clink of the cup on its saucer the scent of coffee and breakfast cake the silence of us sitting… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
TREASURE the slow morning the sunshine through the kitchen window the clink of the cup on its saucer the scent of coffee and breakfast cake the silence of us sitting… Continue Reading
I forget I am the only summer child In my family, which explains my need For heat and sun, and why I am Mortified when clouds push their way Over… Continue Reading
It was a lie. Summer was meant to Outfit him with enough Heat to last a year. It ran out before The autumn solstice, The last few days A grey… Continue Reading
Science cannot understand Creativity nor the act of creation. Its verdict on art is – nice but Not necessary, want but not need. It has translated this into what it… Continue Reading
There is a restlessness In what science thinks is a void Beyond the edge of this universe, A knot of cells dividing in The airless space where nothing Should be…. Continue Reading
He is permanently tense, Like he used to be before going On stage, or out to bat, Putting himself on public display With the notion of constant failure. His writing… Continue Reading
Magpies are sages not thieves, Graceful messengers of all life’s Giving and taking, replete with Wisdom and intelligence, the Shape of the black and white Phoenix burnished with the fire… Continue Reading
Olives only fruit from new growth. There must be a pruning after each harvest For a fresh one to grow. There can be No towering majesty in the fight To… Continue Reading
Speed Nuance Let’s do a puzzle, take it Apart piece by misshapen piece, And change the shapes into something new. Like the dripping days of a static time, The lost… Continue Reading
Why rain translates into depression For June babies is another unknown. But humans are meant to be adaptable and Resourceful, AI argues. In fact, we are the Repositories of all… Continue Reading