Did God Say
Did god say famous is aim, in the living game of chance or fortune, put on a pedestal hard to keep up. Fake or a jewel shining bright cheer to…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
Did god say famous is aim, in the living game of chance or fortune, put on a pedestal hard to keep up. Fake or a jewel shining bright cheer to…
Crowded, if appropriate on earth, colonised densities in domains of rank and file class appropriation demarcation zones, gated feral colonies of humans without and of palatial with only two to…
Layer of sensory stripping away over time and tide, edging toward now human specimens, weather beaten, a million atmospheres melting and remoulding, as unpredictable as shifting cloud in shapes. Almost…
Words don’t dance anymore vibrant happy inflection, gone in is the dark tone in anger, a new breed has bred and flooding every living space with beards from history. But…
That blonde cowboy with the guns his bullets are too big he’s about to explode all over the world his sheriffs and Marshall’s claim freedom and being a patriot is…