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.
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Bull HornThe Niknogard charged at double time,
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,