Day 136
Yesterday was an odd day. I felt totally lethargic for most of it, even wrote a poem about how the greyness seemed to be sucking the life out of me…. Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Yesterday was an odd day. I felt totally lethargic for most of it, even wrote a poem about how the greyness seemed to be sucking the life out of me…. Continue Reading
Traitors (Mix A) We came as strangers, no rights, no rewards.We held up this country, straight after the wars. ChorusThe media deplore us, lies and hate haunt us.We are traitors,… Continue Reading
Saturday was more of a day away from the campaign trail than on it. I’d been asked a long time ago to do a set of poetry at the Turn… Continue Reading