Just playing around with ideas
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.
Battle of LoracThis is where it all started.
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
Refuge (A letter from Emalf)Well, the Eleven have broken camp, as have the force of Tender. Stroke of luck with the tempest, and Saracere. Maybe, the Only One has his hand in this after all.
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,