Pablo Do Not Make Me Laugh & Contradictions
Britain the new Guernica upon a gable end terrace, do not make me laugh Pablo, the warring table, banging Brits fighting over sausage and mash. The air raid hats sat…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
Britain the new Guernica upon a gable end terrace, do not make me laugh Pablo, the warring table, banging Brits fighting over sausage and mash. The air raid hats sat…
Two hundred sixty foot diameter discs semi submerged were presenting themselves in the valleys of Mars, resting from the mother craft waiting for instruction from The Lords of Saturn.
You are flanked. All around is greed and corruption, your twenty feet from the door of hope and light. Will you make it against glazed eyes of intolerance and hatred,…
Wandering around in space thinking. I thought, what should I become next possibly a human on earth, so I gave it a try I dropped in some time ago with…
It might be sunny and then again rain, but the definitive spark is gone, it groans on its portrait, as science to the tablet community as long as the car…