Just playing with the new toys, and putting ideas together. Trying to put the male wings together. Oh well, Hi Ho.
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.
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.