Oh Peace
Oh peace be the key if that is an end to be, let not evil cloud our days born fresh and free a chance, but once to be in tune…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
Oh peace be the key if that is an end to be, let not evil cloud our days born fresh and free a chance, but once to be in tune…
Crowded, if appropriate on earth, colonised densities in domains of rank and file class appropriation demarcation zones, gated feral colonies of humans without and of palatial with only two to…
For when humility strikes, sombre morning thoughts of vulnerability and you are for all your time, wherever and however the keyboard plays without a player, some melancholy sound striking cords…
Layer of sensory stripping away over time and tide, edging toward now human specimens, weather beaten, a million atmospheres melting and remoulding, as unpredictable as shifting cloud in shapes. Almost…
Words don’t dance anymore vibrant happy inflection, gone in is the dark tone in anger, a new breed has bred and flooding every living space with beards from history. But…