Rick Richardson Poems:
Pirates Cove
Water wives live sheltered lives
Amongst the coves where pirates rove
Daily catch is makers match
Where red hot stoves hide fresh baked loaves
Water men are thick and thin
So often strove where shipmates hove
Water child is often wild
The treasure trove where pirates roved
19Mar14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
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Dead Poets
Their words.
Like the softest cannon fire.
Shrapnel finding every mark.
In blood and brain and bone
and heart.
Leaving us to bleed
for more.
Till fire, now silenced
turns to dark.
3/30/14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
Rick Richardson Poem
Ci
Sailing feathered clouds across the blue sky
Haloed sundogs clinging to white mares’ tails
Storied concentric glories way up high
I’ll leave a soft rainbow colored contrail
Sailing feathered clouds across the blue sky
Flying towards the sun’s healing golden crown
Come and sing when you see me sailing by
Let go the darkness and let light resound
Sailing feathered clouds across the blue sky
Shards of memories and rose colored ice
My love my love my love let go the sigh
Please remember me to the by and by
3March14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
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Upon the Stones
Upon the stones the lichen grows
For those asleep in earth below
And those awake who tears do weep
To green the grass with sorrow’s seep
To honor love their hearts bestow
The lichen sleeps beneath the snow
Through cold and ice of winter woe
Awaits the warmth and summer’s creep
Upon the stones the lichen grows
In shadow rain or summer glow
It hears the words of belle or beau
It fears not time or grounds man’s sweep
The lichen guards eternal sleep
For here in each and every row
Upon the stones the lichen grows
7Mar14
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Wall
Was built a wall of loneliness
The blocks were made of hopelessness
No door, no gate, no openings
A moat within the inner ring
The sides sloped down to emptiness
Was kept away the happiness
With salty tears so copious
The songbirds cried and took to wing
Was built a wall of loneliness
The sky lay down in weariness
Grey clouds did tire of dreariness
So steep the walls no vine could cling
So cold the wall kept out the spring
All hearts cried out in brokiness
Was built a wall of loneliness.
26Mar14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
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A Dog In My Garden
His dog died,
and that’s all there was to it.
Except it wasn’t.
Those words in between,
the missing of a friend,
the times relived; companion
dog that did him in. Joyful.
Bit his heart and made him write
such words so right,
that I went home
and kissed my dog
and played with her in the garden.
And we both lay down in the dirt,
and will again tonight, and every night.
Until she sleeps. And I with Daisy.
All because his dog died.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 8:59 AM UTC
Rick Richardson Poems:
Pirates Cove
Water wives live sheltered lives
Amongst the coves where pirates rove
Daily catch is makers match
Where red hot stoves hide fresh baked loaves
Water men are thick and thin
So often strove where shipmates hove
Water child is often wild
The treasure trove where pirates roved
19Mar14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
Details | Rick Richardson Poem
Dead Poets
Their words.
Like the softest cannon fire.
Shrapnel finding every mark.
In blood and brain and bone
and heart.
Leaving us to bleed
for more.
Till fire, now silenced
turns to dark.
3/30/14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
Rick Richardson Poem
Ci
Sailing feathered clouds across the blue sky
Haloed sundogs clinging to white mares’ tails
Storied concentric glories way up high
I’ll leave a soft rainbow colored contrail
Sailing feathered clouds across the blue sky
Flying towards the sun’s healing golden crown
Come and sing when you see me sailing by
Let go the darkness and let light resound
Sailing feathered clouds across the blue sky
Shards of memories and rose colored ice
My love my love my love let go the sigh
Please remember me to the by and by
3March14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
Details | Rick Richardson Poem
Upon the Stones
Upon the stones the lichen grows
For those asleep in earth below
And those awake who tears do weep
To green the grass with sorrow’s seep
To honor love their hearts bestow
The lichen sleeps beneath the snow
Through cold and ice of winter woe
Awaits the warmth and summer’s creep
Upon the stones the lichen grows
In shadow rain or summer glow
It hears the words of belle or beau
It fears not time or grounds man’s sweep
The lichen guards eternal sleep
For here in each and every row
Upon the stones the lichen grows
7Mar14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
Details | Rick Richardson Poem
Wall
Was built a wall of loneliness
The blocks were made of hopelessness
No door, no gate, no openings
A moat within the inner ring
The sides sloped down to emptiness
Was kept away the happiness
With salty tears so copious
The songbirds cried and took to wing
Was built a wall of loneliness
The sky lay down in weariness
Grey clouds did tire of dreariness
So steep the walls no vine could cling
So cold the wall kept out the spring
All hearts cried out in brokiness
Was built a wall of loneliness.
26Mar14
Copyright © Rick Richardson | Year Posted 2014
Details | Rick Richardson Poem
A Dog In My Garden
His dog died,
and that’s all there was to it.
Except it wasn’t.
Those words in between,
the missing of a friend,
the times relived; companion
dog that did him in. Joyful.
Bit his heart and made him write
such words so right,
that I went home
and kissed my dog
and played with her in the garden.
And we both lay down in the dirt,
and will again tonight, and every night.
Until she sleeps. And I with Daisy.
All because his dog died.
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