POETRY
R. David Fulcher is a twenty-eight year old author of poetry, science fiction, fantasy and horror fiction. His work has appeared in numerous small press publications, including Heliocentric Net, Gateways, Shadowfeast, The Reaper, Frightnet, Silken Ropes, Twilight Showcase, The Martian Wave, Burning Sky, The Fiction Network, Shadowlands, Lovecraft's Mystery Magazine, Weird Times (movie review), Just Write, Writer's Open Forum, The Barrelhouse, Tales from the Grave Audiozine, and Vampires Anonymous.
In addition, he is the editor of the small press magazine Samsara. He can be contacted via e-mail at rdfgoalie@excite.com.
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Perception
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OU 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.
© 2000 R. David Fulcher, all rights reserved
Vernal Equinox 2000 Issue, Updated March 15, 2000
BLOOD ROSE is Copyright © M. W. Worthen.
"Perception"
Copyright © 2000 R. David Fulcher, all rights reserved.