Richard
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Death Is Indifferent. Love Shouldn't Be. Death Teaches Life Is Finite. Love Teaches It Is Meaningful. -Richard
This came out ablazed. I hope we can survive this period of America. Sadly, I'm not sure we will. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Allegiance
Allegiance You pledge allegiance As you pound your chest You pledge for what you get Your allegiance is to your bank account You wave the flag Showcasing your patriotism Performative crap When given t...
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I really like this poem. It is far from my best. However, it reflex my mindset beautifully and it is for that reason I like it. I hope you enjoy it as well. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Let Your Love Show
Let Your Love Show Let your love show Let it shine in the darkness of someone's day Let it roll across the valley of life as a heavenly thunder Let yourself feel the warmth of love's embrace Let your ...
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Please Skip This Poem if you may be triggered by childhood sexual abuse. Your well-being is far more important than reading my words. Please, please be kind to yourself. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
These Living Demons
Content Warning - Childhood Sexual Abuse
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I was listening to James Brown when this flowed from me. Thanks James. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Ours
Ours It wasn’t what was supposed to happen.
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This one bothers me. Bothers me because the leadership of a large chunk of American Christianity has sold their souls. And if you don't see this, ask yourself why you don't. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Judas
Judas The night claimed the sun's fading light As the dance continued its nightly accord The dancers stepped on each other's toes Thinking it was all just part of the show For innocence was a precious...
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This is a sad poem. But surprisingly created in a moment of high spirint. Sometimes the clash of emocan create something hauntingly beautiful. This is such a case. reflectionsfromrichard.substack.com/p/the-final-...
The Final Day
The Final Day It arrived a moment too late And the eyes that spied No longer wanted to play For it was the end of a love song There were no tears shed No loss of sleep There was only silence In what w...
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This one requires a second reading. And when you do you realize— We have all been there. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Internal Thoughts Meet Reality
Internal Thoughts Meet Reality I am awashed with fear Then doubt visited me And destroyed any progress Leaving me at the original starting point of my life Do not question what I say Do not ask for vi...
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Here's a little thing. An early morning play with words. Enjoy open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Aria
Aria All but the tears have fallen And the dreams of a utopia have become the nightmares of a reality unwanted by all So hold the celebration— and don't call the press just yet For the uncertainty of ...
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Two chapters in a single day. I'd like to claim i write this fast and not that I forgot to post part 6 a few days ago. But… open.substack.com/pub/therealm...
Under A Barrowed Moon Pt 7
An Emahri & Pel Tale
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I am so excited where this story is going If you haven't been reading Emahri's story I invite you to I believe, if you like stories of a strong black lesbian young lady loving harder than many thing possible then Emahri's stories are for you Have a go with them. open.substack.com/pub/therealm...
Under A Barrowed Moon Pt 6
A Emarhi & Pel Tale
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For some reason I didn't publish this two days ago. I'm sorry. Here it is so you can ignore. 😅 open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
December Winds
The winds of December blow Hard across the plains of my life What should have been gentle passage Has turned into a troublesome little thing
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This Is something I have been pondering for the past week. Finally got it onto paper. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
The Guide
The Guide We don't prepare for reality.
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One of my more overt religious poems. Sometimes I just need to proclaim. Hopefully you like it. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
By My Side
By My Side I wandered far and wide Fought on foreign soil Laid in the gutter Soared on wings of eagles And through it all Through the raucous hollers Through the tears shed You silently stood watch ov...
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This is very good. As much as i wanted to continue i know it needed an end8ng. Happy 4th of July!! 250 years!! open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
All People
All People Two-hundred and fifty years Through the glorious highs And through the troubling lows We have grown into our creed All men are created equal We understand this today to mean All people are ...
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I don't normally like the poem in the image. But this time I like how it turned out. I hope you enjoy. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Yesterday's Lie
My faith leads me. My philosophy guides me. My words convict me. I am guilty of love.
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I am very happy with this essay. I have been floating around this essay for a few days and I finally settled down and wrote it. I hope you take the time to read it. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
The Longest Sermon
The Longest Sermon I fondly recall writing chapel services when I volunteered at a Veterans Hospital.
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I had so much fun writing this. This will not be my only satire script. Standby for more. EXTRA EXTRA open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Extra Extra
Yellow Journalism Satire
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Mister President! Mister President. Yes. Thank you Mister President. Richard Reedy from the Sunshine State. I know you're extremely busy. This explains your spontaneous naps during the day. I have just one question. Do your bone spurs still hurt?
I think this may be one of my better poems. I certainty checks a lot of boxes. Have a read let me know what you think. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
The Potenial
The Potential It rolled onto the beach brought there by the currents of yesterday. It was largely ignored by all— and by all I mean all but one who saw the potential inside. It was gathered—cleaned an...
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Not everything that comes out from me is philosophical. Not everything is filled with love. Sometimes the only thing we can do is scream. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Rant Number 327
Rant Number 327 Fuck you! What a way to start But it's fitting for I am exhausted of the bullshit No one is taking any responsibility and the damage is already done The damage to me and I count I am s...
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I actually got five hours of sleep last night. This is the result. Enjoy. reflectionsfromrichard.substack.com/p/the-journe...
The Journey
When I go there My favorite place in my mind The world around me stops And I step into my life Tender winds caress the soul As the music of yesterday Fuels the hope for tomorrow As it blesses the soul...
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I was listening To David Bowie and this is the outcome. I believe he would approve. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Change
Change It is all a grand delusion Created by those who can Forced upon those who cannot And in the end nothing changes It isn't about their Pride It is exactly about your hate Cloak it in your faith a...
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My favorite Overture with cannons. It just doesn't get any better. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Violence
Violence The Orchestra hammered out a melody To call it beautiful is to deny its truth Its barbaric nature carried the crowd Into a realm of flesh and violence For ten minutes it continued—on and on B...
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This one is a little different for me. But I think it turned out to be a powerful poem. Just not sure if I fully understand it yet. That happens to me sometimes. I write the poems and the meaning eludes me for a bit. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
The Harlequin
We all know someone who is accomplished Someone who made the best of themselves Their voice carries weight—for we gave it weight
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Somewhere, not sure where, this poem came from. It arrived nearly as it is. I love when a poem does this. You will determine if it is any good. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
Stardust
Stardust And into the sky go I higher and higher until high becomes low— as in low earth orbit Without the lights of earth blinding me to the sight I see the heavens unfold in all their natural beauty...
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I find this to be an interesting poem. It leads me to an area of self-image and self-reflection. Areas we often try to avoid. Have a look and enjoy. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
I Believe
Call me a doubting Thomas. But I tend to think at least once a day about a potential possibility of any given thing. Never with absolute certainty.
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Oh it is getting good. If you haven't started on The Hunt Do so now. You don't want to get behind. open.substack.com/pub/therealm...
The Hunt Pt 5
A Guin & Dwena Tale
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I'm not sure where this poem got its start. However, once it did, I simply transcribed the vibe. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
But...
It said charging In big bold letters Then the fire came I'm not saying The charging Created the fire But…
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I enjoyed this poem. it started as something different, then developed into what it is. the first two stanzas were rewritten and I think it turned out beautifully. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
The Light
The Light How Great Thou Art and in that greatness I surrendered as I was lifted by a joy sublime from which all love does flow The Grace—the Grace I felt the presence upon my soul of the one who did ...
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About once a quarter the Battion would do a Motivational Run. The only person motivated was the Col. Everyone else was performing for the position above. Everyone except the Squad Leader — Who was most likely hung over. open.substack.com/pub/reflecti...
The Battalion Run
The Battalion Run It's zero dark thirty do you know where your Marine is time for formation just so we can be ready for the Battalion formation at 0530 Cause lord help the squad leader who makes the p...
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