I've caught meself a fairy, but even she wont tell me the Lotto Numbers. Damn.. This is one of Marinas favourite wallpapers
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.
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Hasten's ReturnIt is nice of the Tender and the Eleven,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;