Working, more and more with poser and thenů.
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.
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.
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Bull HornThe Niknogard charged at double time,