Out of the Distance
Out of the Distance I saw a shimmering light, Out of the corner of my watery eye, The images danced with such delight, I wished them a fanciful good night.
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;
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,