What to say, where is the party.
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.
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
SoIt has happened once again, as it has done every millennium or so. The Great One, has means in his ways. These wars, of total annihilation, act as a cleansing process.
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,