Off to work I go, One more for the road. Playing with reflections, dynamic hair and frustrated with my dynamic wings. All is good, enjoy the week to come.
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.
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
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.
Shadow CreatureWhy, does Natas always send me out here?
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,