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disabilityarts.online | Richard Downes
Blogs Artist Perspectives Poetry and spoken word Visual Arts Written by Richard Downes Her bright colours drape Covering the smog of birth In ethnic Patterns Richard Downes 27th October 2020 The gathering storm Turns from black to blue to purple Like a bruise rising Richard Downes 29th October 2020 On the bluest shore Scum raises to the surface Pleading more favour Richard Downes 30th October 2020 Meet the fishermen Walking across the water To be by their side Richard Downes 2nd November 2020...
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2 days ago |
disabilityarts.online | Richard Downes
Blogs digital arts Artist Perspectives Poetry and spoken word Visual Arts Written by Richard Downes Close to Halloween, Facebook’s The Daily Haiku 222 is an amalgan of ‘afraid’ and ‘grace’. One of the reasons I love the Daily Haiku is the attendance of Donal Dempsey and Dino Maloney who regularly amuse me. I look for both grace and being fraid in this piece but aim to amuse too.
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2 weeks ago |
disabilityarts.online | Richard Downes
On this initial I remember my first chore. How to define chore. An unpleasant task with no reward, something you just have to do. Beest and the Tea PotRemembering Beest, tales of the tea potHeavy metallic weighing on the armHis breakfast insistence that I lift itI was new, and weak, what should I do?
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4 weeks ago |
disabilityarts.online | Richard Downes
Blogs haiku Artist Perspectives Poetry and spoken word Written by Richard Downes You Break The Flow You break the flow The wave repeats To throbbing beats You break the flow The wave repeats You take a bow You don’t know how The wave repeats You take a bow To throbbing beats Turn up the heat You take a bow Turn up the heat You break the flow In time you know Turn up the heat You break the flow The wave repeats To throbbing beats You break the flow Richard Downes 20th October 2020 (From the...
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1 month ago |
disabilityarts.online | Richard Downes
The WeightI’m not proud of this recollection but it exists and it happened and I remain full of hatred for the man. Who is it? I cannot tell. Telling does not bode well. It’s best that he goes without a name. I gave out his name once. That’s when hell kicked in. When he became chained, imprisoned. This man with no name. When was it? When? What type of question is when? The memory drags me down. I’ve carried it for so many years. Maybe nearly forty.
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