Posted on February 23, 2016 / Poetry Warrior A warrior, stained to the flesh and core, As the dead float calmly down the river. This soldier with everything to deplore. With only the weapon of words to roar, Tarnished true sword cast down by this giver,[....] Read More00 Tweet Share
Posted on February 13, 2016March 5, 2016 / Micropoetry Bones Bones sculpted of strong metal, Stand with warrior’s pride. Designed just to unsettle, With not a faction allied. [....] Read More00 Tweet Share
