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...