John Allen Richter

Gold Star - 7,086 Points [John Allen Richter] (1959 / Richmond, In)

John Allen Richter Poems

1. The Night Santa Came 1/20/2015
2. I Dream 6/24/2015
3. Soul Mate Wait 8/5/2015
4. Colored Halo 8/6/2015
5. Loneliness Woods 8/12/2015
6. Better Tombstones 10/22/2015
7. Love Elusive 10/28/2015
8. Abandoned Beauty 10/28/2015
9. Ugly Inside 10/30/2015
10. Dandelions 11/12/2015
11. Northwind 1/21/2016
12. Grateful Rising 3/31/2015
13. Lost Indiffernce Of A Learned Critic, 4/7/2015
14. Coffin Lid 4/27/2015
15. Hedge Apple 9/13/2016
16. Purgatory 9/19/2016
17. Lies, Lies, Lies 10/11/2016
18. Body Politic 1/20/2015
19. Alone 1/6/2015
20. The Night 1/6/2015
21. Timeless March And Endless Loss 1/7/2015
22. A Walk In The Wood 1/20/2015
23. Sandman Words 1/21/2015
24. Richmond Explodes 1/30/2015
25. Where Did You Go 2/9/2015
26. Fourteen 1/21/2015
27. Poème Fin Complet 1/9/2015
28. Heaven's Night 1/20/2015
29. Not Just Now Dear 2/17/2015
30. They Know Not 3/2/2015
31. Peppah 1/20/2015
32. Mr. Sparrow 1/21/2015
33. I Speak, Sometimes 1/21/2015
34. My Lost Friend 1/26/2016
35. Freundlichkeit 5/4/2015
36. Sunday Funnies 5/7/2015
37. Mr. Cat-Head Funnel 1/21/2015
38. Pharisees 3/2/2015
39. Ode To Poe's Love 1/26/2015
40. Love Is Not Alone 9/14/2016
Best Poem of John Allen Richter

Moonlight Ride

The brown tipped grass peeked through the snow -
With stems quite cold and forlorn.
The north gale came and so winds did blow
and nodded their heads in form.

As for I, a moonlit ride -
on my horse, steady and slow.
With her cold and shivering skin below -
I said 'Not much further to go.'

She low'r'd her head, and back again,
to ring her bridle bell.
As if to say 'Why dear friend,
did you put us in winter's hell? '

'Well, ol' nag, it's like this, you see…
for forty nights I've been alone.
And down the creekbed lives Miss Weatherby,
and...

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The Night

How dost night protest thee?
Her moonbeam chisled face fallen at your door,
and gravelly steps of strangers near
bringing thoughts of heart stopping fear…

Tick tock, tick tock, friendly eve,
Insanity for innocence deadly grieve
against the blackest grain of night.
A shoulder's invisible touch -

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