IT’S ALL A RUN FOR THE MONEY
The slippery world of politics it’s all a run for the money, the reds are dead they followed the house and the money and became as the blues following the…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
The slippery world of politics it’s all a run for the money, the reds are dead they followed the house and the money and became as the blues following the…
Brother you are not at peace, there are so many brothers not at peace at this time. Even in this moment too much emotion not enough stillness, I can’t yet…
A weight was lifted from my world, as clouds came down and touched the very ground I stood upon. Often I had wondered within life’s troubles and distortions. If I…
Black gate, black door, the power game behind house building called 10, you know the one, that keeps the Tories in power. Not easy to see as it is the…
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…