Lets get angry and make a statement. As only Aeron can.
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
Path of the Highlands (A Letter from Emalf)Revenge is sweet, so they tell me. I felt a rush of fear, exploding in every heart and soul of the Niknogard. Yet, fear is an added edge when mixed with vengeance.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,