IT IS SUMMER LETS HAVE SOME POEMS, MY FRIENDS…
I Do Not Want The Demons. I don’t want the demons so let’s keep running towards the light. If we can run away from a discarnate world, we will hear…
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…