THE SECRET ALIEN
The Secret Alien explains the dysmorphia of my mind my earth years are as of now 62 years and confusing to say the least vagueness and constant division masks me.…
HERE WE GO AGAIN FOR ANOTHER POETRY ROUND UP
The Stream I’d reached the life stream pick up point, the pineal transfer register was high and the light would soon open to astral flight through the ether, it could…
Towards The End
Toward the end and in the distance I could visage the beginning between black skeletal trees, a moon behind me and so in front of me illumination, creation, preservation, transmutation…
Upon the river bank in the manner of the bard
Th’re wast upon the riv’r bank a pile of soil transmut’d if ‘t be true thee wouldst indulge me, into a heapeth of emotion laying within. T wast a warmeth…
Behind the veil
Behind the veil of the alien, the bewildered child, the new creation. The fear, the blackness of an ocean. An oracle in time the birth born but abandoned at the…