The Little Lantern Peoples of Hanger Hill
The Little Lantern Peoples of Hanger Hill, we are now approaching the year three thousand, many world downturns later and the fashioned nature of the time is producing smaller peoples…
One Way Ticket
One way ticket to blank so my friends this is immortality the colour was black bleak, to say the least considering I was supposed to be no more further on…
The Seat
The seat we didn’t go to for judgment, we went for calm, ah we are the sheep that follow told to believe when murder and hate were on the loose,…
Me To Mine
Me to mine, my thoughts need an exhaustive cleaning. Too much dirt I cannot live without the purity, I seek upon new pasture like a grazing bovine. I need new…
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…