Richard : Writing

Feya, 4am

Feya, 4am

A Poem by Richard


Feya, 4am A profane sass at the back of your throat The garbage building up in the swimming pool, We never discussed Disgusting insect pop..
Happy Birthday (Insert Somebody Special Here)

Happy Birthday (Insert Somebody Special Here)

A Poem by Richard


It’s my birthday, Jesus.. Not Christmas Eve I’m not an elf so please don’t tell me my ears have gotten taller since the..
Veronica's Space Dream Pt. 1

Veronica's Space Dream Pt. 1

A Poem by Richard


Delicate moon glass, Peerless and mysterious, Black and white, or pepper and salt As the checkered bathroom floor of Venus and Mars Or , a di..
The poor little yellow firehydrant

The poor little yellow firehydrant

A Poem by Richard


Passing loud cars wearing different colored paint they come and go inconsiderately stomping in messy puddles so that the people on the sidewa..
My Brother (Beatle #1)

My Brother (Beatle #1)

A Poem by Richard


Last night my brother cried, But I didn’t see him do it. His tears pooled up around the dark café But it was too dark to see. I ..
Inside our love

Inside our love

A Poem by Richard


I took a peek inside our love past the ex-boyfriend cobwebs and into the desperate mainframe.. I was reminded that music speaks louder than words ..
One Night on Barrel-Belly Island

One Night on Barrel-Belly Island

A Story by Richard


The Most Feared Beard In All TheLand Once, there was a giant blue moon. No gianter than the mythologized moon we have come to know d..
imagination sirop!

imagination sirop!

A Poem by Richard


O, what you can do with a little paper and glue Or a little imagination syrup on the waffle of your choice I choose blueberry garden gnome Obv..
i am the singer in my band

i am the singer in my band

A Poem by Richard


I am the singer in my band I am the loser in my book I am a pen in someone’s hand Or the line without a hook. I am the friend I al..
Chocolate Chip On His Shoulder

Chocolate Chip On His Shoulder

A Poem by Richard


One night in late orchestra October played and fell A man turned fifty shades of red He never learned to spell Rings that glow around the b..


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