i AM INSANE
All I see is bricks and mortar so I head to my canopy far away beneath the trees in secret woodland where the odd whisper of smoke can be see…
OUR RED HOT POETRY ROUND UP FOR A SIZZLING SUMMER
In Nothingness In nothingness what is the motivation is faith blind when we cannot see all empires turn to dust only a few symbols remain and legend grows upon dead…
FROM A NOMAD
From a nomad to a slave down tracks across plains, through woodland tiny fires in the night under the trees and shadows. The call of life, the movements underground the…
POETRY GALORE FOR OUR WONDERFUL ARCHIVE !!
Lichen Ah Lichen, the journey to the state of everything in the darkest town you are brown and broken we cannot breath, but in the strangest place you are, light…
POEMS GALORE FOR OUR ARCHIVE !!!
Visitor Early one particular morning while exiting an outside toilet facility of old, our poetic warrior became caught up in a moment. He turned to his left and whilst doing…