The eyes are the doorway to the soul, But when they have been stolen, and replaced with steel, what truly reflects is amazing.
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.
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
Brothers of GubI am a member, of the Brothers of Gub.
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
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.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.