A Once Bleating Heart
If I do religion parrot fashion am I going to be saved is the wall going up on evil, will we sit behind it in relief, as evil groans at…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
If I do religion parrot fashion am I going to be saved is the wall going up on evil, will we sit behind it in relief, as evil groans at…
Signal went out along the sound beams in the year three thousand, not many left languishing under the hottest sun man had ever witnessed. Earth bubbled boiled and spewed over…
The order is silent curtain by curtain, street by street, all is closed but for a faded light and lagoons fill with unspoken truth, drowning interrogation from the master. A…
I’m faithless, life made me that way in shear numbers the odds were stacked one mind pushing a million more back in a false endeavour, as evolution was sliding me…
I’m climbing the hill in a wobbly land all is smooth and curved in pastel colours of a marshmallow texture, planets are bouncy spinning balls of different sizes in a…