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Lonely Bird

A fish crow perches on the terrace below me   tastes the sea watches the morning fog   far from her nest she cries for the birds she loves   calls out to others gathered in isolation   Gentle chirps Not a shriek, but a song...

An Imperfect Aphrodite

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact An Imperfect Aphrodite You are tired, my goddess Worn and eroded by goodness Blemishes only enhance your beauty   We weather together Though life erodes Love...

I Followed Her

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact I Followed Her     I’m new to these parts so when I first see her along the lake, I keep my distance. Time takes on new meaning the moment you feel life...

Lip Balm

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Lip Balm An ointment tastes of things I’ve lost   Caked on at night By morning an arid cracking of my youth   Fissured salt flats and an alien moon...

Brief Summary of My Love

RICHIE SMITH About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Search for: About Writing Blog Media Links Contact Brief Summary of My Love   The doctor prescribes MY LOVE INDICATIONS AND USAGE MY LOVE is indicated to improve the control I will have over you during your...