Family strangers
Youngest — I am odd one out
Mission accomplished
Hurled into this mad, mad world
Did I really choose this fate?
Copyright Francis 2020
*Poetics dVerse.
Travelling in the Wilderness (Tanka)
Tag: poem
Haiku: ‘December’
December is here
Like no December has been
Hold on to your hats
Copyright Francis 2020
Trekkie Addict (Quadrille)
In another dimension
a science fiction buff
might be prized.
Both generations of Star Trek,
scripts known verbatim,
dramas wrought
from billions
and parsecs,
all sheer make-believe:
I cannot abide it.
So which side is up in space?
I’m passed the Van Allen belts
Copyright Francis 2020
dVerse — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides
I am a bit of a Trekkie addict — but is it absurd?
Haiku: ‘Disclosure’
The worlds underground
Darkness coming to the light
Nothing can stop it
Copyright Francis 2020
Armour of God
Is it Mars, or Ares,
this armour of God?
Or maybe Woden
nailed to the ashtree,
reaching for runes falling
to the ground?
This present paradigm
emasculates me, turning
warriors in fugitives —
truth into myth
Copyright Francis 2020
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