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we’re all screaming into the void although we’re too tired to stand would rather lie down and sleep forever helpless to change things we thought our screaming would change the… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
we’re all screaming into the void although we’re too tired to stand would rather lie down and sleep forever helpless to change things we thought our screaming would change the… Continue Reading
His bones knock against each other In the way separate parts of one Collapsing sculpture collide. He Knew from the start that Convalescence was just a Euphemism for slowly dying,… Continue Reading
Last night, M and I went out for dinner, just the two of us, for the first time since before the pandemic began. We hadn’t initially planned to do anything… Continue Reading
The world is so full of heartbreak today I can do nothing more than share my love. 31 YEARS Sometimes we forget the road travelled And the pain of making… Continue Reading
Sculptures.The now world, the new world,Assigns a commercial possibilityTo each anniversary,And not the precious metals of loveForged in the flames of time. The wood creaks under the passing of it…. Continue Reading
It’s almost a month since our 25th wedding anniversary. Real life reclaimed us all too quickly after a wonderful two days in Torrevieja where we retook our vows, witnessed by… Continue Reading
I have walked these yearsAnd failed to keep your pace.Often. I have stepped outBeside youAnd lost your handIn the race to the mundane. We forget what we live for. In… Continue Reading
I wrote this the evening after our first date. A Better Song This is a fragment. This is only a piece of it.Nothing more than a glimpse of the darkness,a… Continue Reading