Art
At the start of his art career Richard began painting to capture underlining emotions he couldn't quite express throughout his other talents. As time progressed he started painting from the subtext of the subconscious, which is the purest form of emotion instead of the literal, which can become contrived. Over the last 4 years he has kept a very low profile to aggressively concentrate on his work. Today his art work is in colletions all over the world as well as sought after by numerous collectors. For more information visit his official Art-Website "Richard Grieco Fine Art" at www.griecoart.com

 
Poems
Beside painting Richard enjoys poetry - another way to express himself. Many of his poems were used as the lyrics to his music. Richard writes poetry all the time and still working on a novel. The following is a small selection of his poetry.

(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.


  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.


  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