This one had the orient thing happening, worked well for a mobile wallpaper.
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;
Bull HornThe Niknogard charged at double time,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,