I Am. An Ode to God by Mason Cult
I am the scientist, therefore, I am. What you call God, little did you know till I told you of this. For years you have gone to your church like…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
I am the scientist, therefore, I am. What you call God, little did you know till I told you of this. For years you have gone to your church like…
The Door in the Iceberg Upon Earth time is running out and in Antarctica, there was a crypt, buried in what seemed to be a colossal pyramid shaped iceberg. A…
The ball under my foot, the world it may be, it makes me so unsteady my destination will be unknown at the moment. I have control of a fashion, my…
Mason visited an old air base in his local area and his wild imagination kicked in, the end result was this…enjoy. Have you been lately, to an old airfield, walked…
Tis neet ah reach warily otop o’ t’ bedside cabinet, t’ candle burns, plumin upward eur spiral teur t’ ceilin i’, witherin degrees o’ warmth ‘n fla. Ah pea o’a…