Tuesday, 5 May 2020

1 Poem by R. David Fulcher

Perception

You who do not
believe
that angels dance
on pinheads;
tell me that
rainbows
are not contained
in prisms,
that love does not
lie
in the shadows
of photographs,
that you do not
lie.

Nothing
exists in a single state.
I am not
contained by these walls.

I can shrink and reside
in the dirty hovel
of a bottle.
I can expand and reside
in the mansion of verse.


Bionote

R. David Fulcher is an author of horror, science fiction, fantasy and poetry.  His major literary influences include H.P. Lovecraft, Dean Koontz, Edgar Allen Poe, Fritz Lieber, and Stephen King.

His first novel, a historical drama set in World War II entitled Trains to Nowhere, and his second novel, a collection of fantasy and science fiction short stories, Blood Spiders and Dark Moon, are both available from www.authorhouse.com and www.amazon.com.  His work has appeared in numerous small press publications including Lovecraft’s Mystery Magazine, Black Satellite, The Martian Wave, Burning Sky, Shadowlands, Twilight Showcase, Heliocentric Net, Gateways, Weird Times, Freaky Frights and the anthologies Dimensions and Silken Ropes.  His passion for the written word has also inspired him to edit and publish the literary magazine Samsara, located online at www.samsaramagazine.net, which has showcased the work of writers and poets for over a decade.

R. David Fulcher resides in Ashburn, Virginia with his wife Lisa, a native of Stony Brook, Long Island, and their rambunctious cats.

No comments:

Post a comment