Poem — An Invocation to The Master
November 12, 2021
I am the scout the past had madeTo reconnaissance the future,By all their lives they had strivedTo g
October 19, 2021
Ah, hindsight, pretentious pontificating fool,Thinkest thou the roads the past did trodMade from wax
A Poem
October 21, 2017
All men are echoes, the wave most recentOf deeds long past, their authors beyond repent.As in a cruc
