The Power Game
Black gate, black door, the power game behind house building called 10, you know the one, that keeps the Tories in power. Not easy to see as it is the…
Towards The End
Toward the end and in the distance I could visage the beginning between black skeletal trees, a moon behind me and so in front of me illumination, creation, preservation, transmutation…
My Mind Taken By The Bard !!!!
Warrior of Poetry AKA Mason Cult in turk’rs wood once m’re twas early evening mason ent’r’d his creepy did abide upon the f’rrest track t hadst only been m’rely two…
Another Poetry Selection From Warrior of Poetry.
Neptune’s Friend Neptune’s friend now a spirit drifting within a dense cloud, hiding. I always wondered when in mortal time what it would have been like to go fishing on…
Selected Poems We Hope You Will Enjoy.
Humans. Humans not fit to take sustenance from the earth, they grow to make war and hate, nothing is dissipated all cram into one of many big places. The cities…