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when it comes it takes him by surprise the smooth ride it was supposed to be in the golden carriage unopposed by the little people whose taxes he considers his… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
when it comes it takes him by surprise the smooth ride it was supposed to be in the golden carriage unopposed by the little people whose taxes he considers his… Continue Reading
In the final bleak waiting room, we Arrange the urns along the wall In order of size. The biggest contains the ashes of a Life-time of regrets, bitter tastes Of… Continue Reading
At the beginning, it fizzed in the corner Of the room for an hour a day at most, Seldom used, never listened to, a slave To necessity, a pain, a… Continue Reading
May Day. When bosses add another day’s rest To their busy calendar of holidays, To let the workers strive for Electricity or food, Heat or sustenance, In the hostile climate… Continue Reading
After the storm, He was surrounded By empty space And silence. There had never Been a roof over His hide except For a canopy Of trees. That was gone now,… Continue Reading
Everything stopped at that point. Even slow motion ceased, because the perfection of that moment had to be forever engraved into the air, a static monument, the ball about to… Continue Reading
In the sense of being Filled with fright and Anxiety, she was frightful When he saw her Cowering in the corner Of the deserted house, Muck around her face And… Continue Reading
Her squint essential to his love. Without that imperfection she Would no longer have been beautiful To him, no longer the person he First glimpsed across the counter When he… Continue Reading
bind it tight that loose bag of flesh and bones before it escapes from the bed you made for it and it runs from your over-affectionate lust such a rigid… Continue Reading
Through the past Along forgotten memory lanes The constant thread of history Throbs under the mess of millennia. Seldom visible, Unless we make the effort to Comb through the back… Continue Reading