Loved playing with fractals back then.
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.
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;