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…
My Mind Taken By The Bard !!!!
Warrior of Poetry AKA Mason Cult in turk’rs wood once m’re twas early evening mason ent’r’d his creepy did abide upon the f’rrest track t hadst only been m’rely two…
no I am not a brexiteer but a visionary
There is an urgent need to have public works programmes, one, monorail systems on current motorways using current terminal hubs, two properly organised safe new cycle tracks Leeds for example…
OH MY MORE POEMS FROM THE WARRIOR OF PROSE
Is religion owned by an elite or is religion for everyone that is a very difficult proposition indeed throughout the world, religion ready to take the strays at the door…
No Fear, No Memories & Cosmic Flowers.
When the earth is bare once more who will hear, nobody, I expect no fear, no memories what are we here for, not a soul to answer your questions. The…