Calliope Stylez 4
And another one to show off
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;
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
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.
Brothers of GubI am a member, of the Brothers of Gub.