Richard Evans Poet Free verse

Wild Tuna

why is it easier to look at you
through one eye as opposed to two
when we should be totally
enamored with the thought
that we have come this far

a desert of parched emotions
cherrywood furniture atop marble floors
transformed our home into an oasis
of tears and coffee

this trivial mirage under scathing sunlight
left us grappling for sustenance
be it water or be it love

empathy should be our cry
yet with grey hair for a crown
these life stories on our face
we joust over flashbacks
and weakened rungs

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Gilles Bergeron November 15, 2025 at 4:28 PM Your offered kind words of encouragements to me Richard has led me here. What a gift to have entered into your oasis of tears and coffee with grey hair for a crown. Thank you for sharing Richard Evans November 16, 2025 at 6:22 PM Thank you Gilles. I give so I may receive. All the best..............peace!

Constance La France February 5, 2021 at 3:54 PM Ricky, congratulations on your win in Brian's All Yours contest with this excellent poem, well done _Constance Richard Evans February 7, 2021 at 12:57 PM Hey Constance. Thanks for reading my poem and providing your input. All the best............peace!

Mahtab Bangalee June 16, 2020 at 9:01 AM Well rated penning... Emotions live in open field of memory.... Richard Evans June 27, 2020 at 11:02 AM Thank you my friend. This poem involved a tremendous amount of reflecting, but not necessarily blaming any one person. It is what it is. Thanks again.............peace!

Susan Ashley June 14, 2020 at 9:20 AM I am entranced by the emotions, so artistically expressed with your potent and poignant imagery, Richard. As always, the wonderfully rich tone of your voice punctuates the depth, drama and metaphoric beauty of the pain and angst felt this piece. Striking poetry, my friend. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan Richard Evans June 27, 2020 at 10:54 AM Thank you lady. This poem is definitely rooted in pain and angst. As always your input is invaluable. Be blessed and be safe........................peace!

Gayle Rodd July 19, 2018 at 3:57 PM Oooh there's a lot of 'ouch' in this poem. I'm hoping writing was the therapy you needed to vent your emotions. Richard Evans July 19, 2018 at 7:11 PM Yes Gayle it was very therapeutic. Poetry is so much more to me than words on paper. Thanks for stopping by.

Suzanne Delaney June 30, 2018 at 4:00 PM Hi Richard: I love the metaphor of parched emotions grappling for water or love. Sometimes wild tuna slip through our fingers......its a deep and thoughtful write. SuZ I wrote one about my brother in 2013....https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/words_that_fit_the_inexplicable_529414 Richard Evans June 30, 2018 at 10:14 PM Thanks lady. Family is always a source of inspiration for me.

Kelly Deschler April 11, 2018 at 9:30 PM Sometimes it is good to take a moment and reflect on our lives, and sometimes it is not, but our memories, like chapters, tells the story of ourselves ... Your poem is beautiful in it's simplicity and rich in meaning ... Very well written, Richard! Richard Evans May 17, 2023 at 11:05 AM I find myself returning to your kind words over and over again. Thank you Kelly and God bless. Richard Evans April 14, 2018 at 2:52 AM Thanks Kelly. I cannot tell you how much I appreciate your kind words. You be blessed.

Akkina Downing April 9, 2018 at 7:30 AM Oh wow! Great write, Richard! I have to say the title got me... Hugs :) Richard Evans April 9, 2018 at 8:32 PM Akkina this poem had very little rewrite. It just flowed. Thanks for the kind words.

Maria Williams April 9, 2018 at 12:57 AM Totally engrossed by this amazing write of your Richard, very emotional,especially the last line. Can I ask you why you called it Wild Tuna? Intrigued....Maria :) Richard Evans April 9, 2018 at 8:35 PM This poem is about me and my brother. The title originated from his childhood nick name. Thanks Maria.

Andrea Dietrich April 8, 2018 at 5:59 PM oh my, so sad but the title was very intriguing and I was glad to have seen it!! Richard Evans April 8, 2018 at 9:13 PM Thanks Andrea. This poem is truly an example of how art imitates life.

Anne-Lise Andresen April 8, 2018 at 1:56 PM - Never give up ... after all, much to build on ... together you are strong - A lovely poem with deep feelings, Richard - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Richard Evans April 8, 2018 at 9:14 PM SS you are so right. Especially when it comes to family.