Garbled
He moves the pieces around the board Without seeing them, his muscle memory Responses to the other side accurate, his Brain active with some other thought, some Other game, some… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
He moves the pieces around the board Without seeing them, his muscle memory Responses to the other side accurate, his Brain active with some other thought, some Other game, some… Continue Reading
They built a wall of contagion, A host of lies to form new patterns No-one was immune against, no-one Could resist, until the mesh became Too tight to untangle or… Continue Reading
This is what Britain has become, Mired in 3 months of rain, With no promise of an end to it. There is no saying that the gods Are not involved… Continue Reading
It’s been a while. In real life, anyway. In politics, not so. We’re due to have a new Prime Minister on 13th July, some time in the evening, a Prime… Continue Reading
You may (or you may not) have wondered why I haven’t blogged since the General Election on 7th May. There are many reasons for this. Not only was I disappointed… Continue Reading
We have tainted our faiths and freedomsWith thought and word and deed.We have poisoned our world with moulded and molten lead. We have tainted ourselves with the bloodOf those each… Continue Reading
Imagine this. You’re the captain of a village cricket team and you’re trying to get players together for a league match. You phone almost 50 people, and you manage to… Continue Reading
Some say I’m anti-science. Some say I’m deliberately controversial and obstructive as far as science and science education are concerned. I’m not. I am merely alarmed at how far the pendulum… Continue Reading
I know people think I’m an intellectual snob. I know they think I use words that are too big for my mouth or even for the pages I write on…. Continue Reading