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in the garden there's a stone it's grown around in my hand there's a stone not thrown as yet grey matter all about in the city spoilt air an affair of lures as repeat repeat birdsong is heard and ignored grey matter alone the worn weathered face NSEW same: broken place grey matters #vss365

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

#vss365 A quest or B quest C quel is R quest

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

#vss365 A quest or B quest C quel is R quest

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

thechaossectionpoetryproject.com/uprooted-poe... Feeling very rewarded to have a poem published by The Chaos Section Poetry Project. More voices for an equitable society got to be a good thing. Help us be heard. Share the poetry. Paperback v.soon

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 30/09/2026

thechaossectionpoetryproject.com

Uprooted: Poems of Resistance, Witness, and Survival

Uprooted: Poems of Resistance, Witness, and Survival gathers poets writing about ICE enforcement and immigration overreach. Read free online or download the PDF.

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

thechaossectionpoetryproject.com/uprooted-poems/ Feeling very rewarded to have a poem published by The Chaos Section Poetry Project. More voices for an equitable society got to be a good thing. Help us be heard. Share the poetry. Paperbook soon Somewhat pleased

thechaossectionpoetryproject.com

Uprooted: Poems of Resistance, Witness, and Survival

Uprooted: Poems of Resistance, Witness, and Survival gathers poets writing about ICE enforcement and immigration overreach. Read free online or download the PDF.

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

#vss365 Work in progres

hands that rock the planet

bent forward each and every footsteps a lift
to prevent a fall. hands free had made us
Erectus

see hands free to run holding all we own
see hands free to hold weapons that run
the prey/enemy/alien through

hands free of the dirt
abandoned the tree
as home
grip hold on shaft
taken from the tree
as tool

guile to preserve fire
and the tree
is the fuel

freed hands nurtured the land into an industry
and were then chained to plough in slavery
under the power of the armed

fistfuls of battleships then ICBM umbrellas
under the press of a single digit
on the button

there there arm swinging to keep upright
fall and crawl fill your hand with dirt
let her into your blood and enjoy the
sky supine. resupinate reminds
of hanged men before the neck
snaps.

hands off tools
hand over credo
hand shake the world for freedoms sake

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

autumn rain waiting for petrol dry tanks blowing dandelions the Doomsday clock counts bombs #haiku

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

#inkmine #tanka one tree a wild ride those angry sparrows an air force base place for carrion

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 20/09/2026

#inkmine #tanka one tree a wild ride those angry sparrows an air force base place for carrion

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

#vss365 marvellous_ put a ladder up the wall it is a scale of how far -away the vicious Sun -the fall -here love can do for you! you do for love? soar before that fall up before down babies only know superhumans bleeding Marvel -Endgame

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

#poem

$anti-psychotic meds watch her face reset a calf skin palimpsest doesn't hide all the past stories underlined by the capillaries never too fine under the dermis scraped and scraped again wiping wiping grief after grief so thin a gossamer i can see the drugs through hold that sharpness thumbnail into my hand the fleshy part of me feels remembers the pain an infant ( ifanc iawn) taught of love as isolation as punishment as broken skin first passes that fracture on on and on it's breaking on inside me “increased the dosage” hits a cannabinoid response i'm swallowing poppies it's just noise and red crescent where her hand was and a cluster of biochemistry where she is$

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

#vss365 scratched into tin a name that is only readable across the line a man eloquent in sharp shadows a black wedding tie edged with tone between rain cloud and Brasso'd silver charm worn and loose a tinned can this man all limbs at angles he sang repeating a love song cut into black vinyl

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

#vss365 anti-psychotic meds watch her face reset a calf skin palimpsest doesn't hide all the past stories underlined by the capillaries never too fine under the dermis scraped and scraped again wiping wiping grief after grief so thin a gossamer i can see the drugs through

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

#vss365 old loading walls as grey as the mined slate helicopters named after fast animals hover over slow crows poised to reconnoitre trails after walkers distracted by seals the thrum of rotors puts gulls into a spotted sky the hooded birds hold their ground to dive on crisp packets and pasties

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 31/08/2026

#vss365 wax fruit witches with dicks peg_y lee

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

#vss365 hand me love sand filled glove spit in the dough grit in the bread dust the board oil on the skin sense you want to sing hand in glove when the bakings done

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

#vss365 hand me love sand filled glove spit in the dough grit in the bread dust the board oil on the skin sense you want to sing hand in glove when the bakings done

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 29/08/2026

#vss365

$rabbity stew fist full of bones hits and splits skin "a new divide" thus spoke HULK "SMASH!" war and hominid first spin. femur is gone blue into black who cares. wish on space hardware: our own shooting stars of the profit two Adams tell some tales - we must run from an apocalypse. the dream is real - foundation of wealth is ever expanding consumption rabbits in headlights freeze as muscle locks skeleton primitive instinct to stop in delight of the machine fractions of black tar in and out as tiny invisibles, daggers tipped toxic metastasise tissue into mush and fuse bone. pink noses do not twitch. TDI lies pumped out at child height the machine Revs. up. Faith overdrives decrees of deniers. black tyres spin up. acrid smoke. it's not designed to stop nor are rabbits to leap, high enough$

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

prairie hair not little house on the prairie hair not straw either but a hint of strawberry a bob cut fresh cut lumber colour in a dress worn thin some bodies impossibly carry themselves so worn so thin grass bleached not brittle swaying seducing a whole prairie in her hair

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 27/08/2026

#vss365 it's the kind of place where they make you breathe through pillows where the knives are plastic and the uniforms disposed of a talking wig under instruction my dysfunction a DNA trap out lasted the fuel of pursuit like a coyote with a mouthful of roadrunner shittin spittin feathers

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

Absorbent and yellow and porous is he SpongeBob SquarePants! without compare where there's no air honest and true are you the same too unlike the orange blob who only a fish in his gob will stop all the lies and too many French fries #vss365 (he loves the French really to tarrif them dearly)

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 25/08/2026

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

cut the cord put the needle on the re cord when the drumbeats go like this Wahhh Wahhh first born cried cried cried fcnng Little Acorns White Stripes rockabye baby lullaby roll on the next one #vss365

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Robin Rich @rrichwords.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

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