We are sometimes haunted by so many things, that it is unimaginable that in a fleeting moment a heart stopping experience could happen. Taking you totally by surprise.
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.
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
Fall of Ketpoc
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,