The start to an pyschiatrist run of sessions to explain the muse and moods and to chase the black dog away.
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;
Path of the Highlands (A Letter from Emalf)Revenge is sweet, so they tell me. I felt a rush of fear, exploding in every heart and soul of the Niknogard. Yet, fear is an added edge when mixed with vengeance.
Battle of the HeartThe first major battle is fought,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;