Pragmatism
Pragmatism To have stopped walking, to Not even have started walking, Because of the cold and the rain, And no umbrella, and no raincoat, With darkness coming, would have Been… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
Pragmatism To have stopped walking, to Not even have started walking, Because of the cold and the rain, And no umbrella, and no raincoat, With darkness coming, would have Been… Continue Reading
Rite She prepares herself For the feast, an ancient Rite only she knows, Sprite she is, eternal, The forest, the land, The bloom. She bathes in her Beck, muscles tightened… Continue Reading
Anything But Bed time. Skin against skin. Quiet. ‘How was your day?’ Understood mumbles. ‘And yours?’ ‘Nothing different.’ ‘We’ll move that stuff At the weekend.’ ‘Sounds good.’ ;I’m tired.’ ‘So… Continue Reading
life is all sharp edges lines and diagonals not a single curve in the frame itself askew constantly inconsistently disrupted interrupted the view changes every time i look at it… Continue Reading
Yesterday I ran out of time to put up yesterday’s #MastoPrompt poem, so here are yesterday’s and today’s in one post. God The fingers that reach into his brain Are… Continue Reading
The two sheds at the end of the garden Are full of the jumble of past lives, Waiting for the weather to be drier, Warmer, more patient, so we can… Continue Reading
It’s been an awfully long time since I used #MastoPrompt to write a new poem and to wing it, and to trust my instincts, and my talent. But today, I… Continue Reading
ALREADY SEEN Already seen, The ancients, before buildings Clustered around this bay, where Europa forced her bull to land, The waves thrashing around their legs Onto the rocks of the… Continue Reading
I’m cross-posting this on my two main platforms, because I think it’s important. I saw an interview with Netanyahu last night and wrote this while I was watching. He is,… Continue Reading
surface tension not even in the corridors of tradition-hobbled government buildings does this beast raise its head, civil and uncivil servants scurrying along robots of invisibly prescribed policy and hunger… Continue Reading