The muse has to credit for this one. I just let her do her thing and here she is. Thanks for looking.
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.
Fall of Ketpoc
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
Guidance (A letter from Emalf)Hi! Doesn't look good, does it?
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,