Poetry by Richard Perry: The Quiet
Every poet has a beginning, and for Richard Perry, this poem was the spark. What started as a single moment of inspiration has blosssomed into nearly 300 poems composed over the last four years. We’re honored to present the piece that lit the fuse.
The Quiet
Who do I talk to when there’s no one around;
When the quiet of my home becomes a deafening sound?
Just me and my memories here all alone;
Gone are the children and loves I have known.
It’s part of life’s journey that I didn’t plan.
But what do I do? I don’t understand.
There are my books, my music, and things I can do;
I ask God for the strength to carry me through.
But, often I wonder now what should I do?
Then I pick up a book and a nice glass of wine;
And silently think, I know I’ll be fine.
Now here’s to the folks who live on their own;
There are things far worse than being alone.
Pictured: Richard Perryat Half & Half Restaurant in Reading. Photo by Taylor Gregory.
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