Richard Emery Poems


As the years pass by, I sit in the garden of my mind without
motion, unaware of the world outside of the garden walls. My
garden is full of weeds, but alias, I have no tools to clear them, no
desire to go forth from the garden to purchase them, so here I stay... more »

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