Poems from m.richards
A feeling of comfortNothing moreSafety is a fleeting thing
Just the way his hand feltPressed against mineFinger tips entwined
How I longed...
The sun was shiningThe birds were singingBut all was not wellFor a 10 year old girl
Fate was weaving her stringsIn long and intricate...
I find myself waking to the coldthe half-full moon, the glittering starsthe clouds that glide between them
Lying amidst the...
Sometimes I wonder
what it would be like
to lay upon the tracks
and let the train go by.
Don’t be fooled by the innocent
Smile that’s been glued on
This face, papier-mâchéd with scraps
Of porcelain and love
Poems and kindness...