A deep dark place where things aint what they seem
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;
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
Guidance (A letter from Emalf)Hi! Doesn't look good, does it?
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,