Sitting by Myself
And there has been many phases in the evolution of Saoirse
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.
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
Shadow CreatureWhy, does Natas always send me out here?
Hasten's ReturnIt is nice of the Tender and the Eleven,
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.
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,