Beside acting Richard enjoys painting and
poetry where he
can express himself best. He mostly does
colorful oil paintings and
many of his poems were used as the lyrics to his music. Richard writes
poetry all the time and currently working on a novel.
The following is a small selection of his poetry.
(Credits: Richard Grieco )
(Credits: Richard Grieco )
| Poem #1 Youth, cought by its roots. Dripping rules saturated around it, Youth lost to a world Not yet an infant But controlled by adults Who live off the youth to life. |
Poem #2 If you look closely, you will find a man who knows exactly what he wants, who is blessed with natural control which does not need to be harnessed but remains untamed... Nothing is as beautiful as unleashed, uncontrolled energy naturally channeled in multiple facets of self expression. |
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| Poem #3 Child of Hollywood Child of Hollywood, cocaine in her dresser drawer, satisfaction ten minutes away, just a sniff and she'll be blown away. Child of Hollywood, just needs a friend, a lonely girl's life made up of pretend, always glassy -eyed with no means to an end. Child of Hollywood, in a red porsche, another sniff and everything's alright, flies off a cliff on an endless flight, alone at last, without a friend or past, Child of Hollywood, alone at last. |
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| Poem #4 A Whimsical Frail Flower with a Metal Frame A whimsical frail flower with a metal frame Weeping out with emotion for life A rose with a thousand deadly thorns Dripping venom from its tips Attracting prey A countess in white lace With needless for nails and swords laced with sugar Open ye mouth and swallow me whole Let not one drip of blood stain my white slacks For we are not to be obvious But discreet and boisterous In this fantasy world in which we created Out of black lace and lust And when the winter comes And the cold tries to rape you of your soul Just look into the sky At the soaring black eagle with transparent eyes Guiding you through the cold Back into the arms of a weeping madman Sitting under a fertile willow tree Singing Gaelic folk songs to a crowd that was never there But all created just for you To engulf and grow Into a beautiful forest of flowers All very different yet very the same Saturated with sun and light Never be afraid But be afraid of never! |
Poem #5 Wall of shame - Wall of pain (written after Richard was in Berlin, Germany in 1993 and visited the wall which fall was November, 1989) When they tored down you couldn't hear a sound Freedom stands in a way Freedom is a name Freedom of pain They say we can live together in unity As your sisters and brothers cry in the streets As blood becomes thick between the white sheets The say we have a voice, but we have bo choice As the world goes unsain Freedom of pain Freedom of pain I picked up the paper and I see a country crying in vain I sit back and cry, it will always be the same How come we can't live together When they say there will love be forever For human-beings can not be taint Freedom of pain Freedom of pain One more cheer is what I plead Love and honesty is what we need We scream for forgiveness We scream for togetherness As they shoot us down they raped the civilar voice As they say we have a choice One more chear for the love that never came Freedom of pain Freedom of pain |
