RWR : Writing

Photo

Photo

A Poem by RWR


Photo I watched something on television About death The dead The dying I thought of My mother A photograph of her, I..
looking for Jupiter

looking for Jupiter

A Poem by RWR


Looking for Jupiter, just to the Right of a crescent moon Something to connect to Way, way out there Above this fearful plane Shiv..
The Music I Make

The Music I Make

A Poem by RWR


THE MUSIC I MAKE In that moment �" That eternity �" Before something becomes what you call “music” T..
For Jaclyn

For Jaclyn

A Poem by RWR


Do you want us to cast our deification upon you ? Inflict it on you ? Do you want to be beatified ? Shall we paint you Classically, with g..
Precious Little

Precious Little

A Poem by RWR


Precious LittleI have read that CB wrote Ten to fifteen poems Every night, and how after seeing how much he had produced concluded th..
Feral

Feral

A Poem by RWR


Feral An animal Dirty wild-child, who Needs taming Breaking, a tether Non-negotiable realities Grew so rapidly in Love Lingered..
Come and Stay

Come and Stay

A Poem by RWR


Come and Stay How can I come and stay? never run the wild streets again live in the tiny spots of light that dance on your gli..
Authentic Love

Authentic Love

A Poem by RWR


Authentic Love Many fine men, Mere men nonetheless, have written Lofty and profound insight Countless books about love and sickness ..
New Humiliation

New Humiliation

A Poem by RWR


New Humiliation Shall I write about humiliation? Spun out of control, Still reeling from a blow, Struck 40 years ago, Ticking, shaking,..
Are We Coming To The End ?

Are We Coming To The End ?

A Poem by RWR


Are We Coming To The End? Are we coming to the end of Nothing to say? Demons, Old friends, Torture you for days and weeks and..

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