Tree Brothers
So far my tree brothers and sisters have not defended ourselves in the forest, lungs of the world that we are. Pushing and sensing we grow for a century or…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
So far my tree brothers and sisters have not defended ourselves in the forest, lungs of the world that we are. Pushing and sensing we grow for a century or…
Well the time had come things were pretty busy on earth i needed more space, so I paid a visit to the interplanetary housing office, I duly sat down and…
Makes us desperate as the clock races from day to day. Round like the globe is earth a time sphere with doubtful eternity, so many children not made from love,…
Not a voice do they have now they are the chaff upon the floor, fallen through gaps residing in sub-terrain on dark streets and hollowed out corners where haggard shapes…
I am not bothered what people say or do, but what they do say tells me something about them. Let them live in the world as it is not my…