I feel that you have to make heaps of ordinary images in preparation for the muses occassional, this is one of the ordinary.
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.
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
Refuge (A letter from Emalf)Well, the Eleven have broken camp, as have the force of Tender. Stroke of luck with the tempest, and Saracere. Maybe, the Only One has his hand in this after all.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;