For When Humility Strikes
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…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
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…
That blonde cowboy with the guns his bullets are too big he’s about to explode all over the world his sheriffs and Marshall’s claim freedom and being a patriot is…
The reapers gone for his tea nothing left to get in his way, his blade cools his cloak black it is upon the hanger, the table is set. Fires burn…