Say no more, For I am truly Lost
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.
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,
Shadow CreatureWhy, does Natas always send me out here?
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Higher and HireSicta is to lead, Flying Maniax to the East;