Compiled this for a competition. Dead last. Actually donít know, but it did not get a place.
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.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
V-DaySpies have informed Kindaal of invading Wigrae;