Richard Pierce

Browsing Tag: blackbird

Poetry

Day 119

6:30 FRIDAY MORNING We were oblivious To each other, the blackbird And I. It hid behind the empty Plant pot, I strolled through The garden, unseeing, mind On the greyness,… Continue Reading

Poetry

February

The blackbird belly-breathes in the hedge,Thicket awash with the rain and broken branchesThe storm left behindOf its clouds and whitewash. It watches the plume of its breath escape,Claws at it with… Continue Reading