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.
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
Battle of LoracThis is where it all started.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,