To Hell In A Handcart
The Warrior of Poetry says we are all going to hell in a handcart, is that what you feel. Is it all for real this madness you feel, raise your…
More Poems From The Poetic Warrior
Life How Did I Get Here Life closing down so we can be remodeled, no descent, no words, just sour faces. But some people must pay and they will happiness…
Boc Hondo Saves a Short Story.
Boc Hondo had one month to tell the chosen ones for the gathering to go to planet Vixor, first, he must pay a visit to the Himalayan mountains he would…
As the Bard Sayeth Poems Yet M’re Poems f’r Thee
Beware Beware the cosmic torture, the microwave air with not a breath to spare. Brains fuddled and cooking slowly, humans are changing. Not a breeze to be seen nor felt…
OUR SEPTEMBER POETRY COLLECTION
I Will I will mold myself to protect you never t know where I am watching over you I will appear when I need to help you I will come…