Roy Storey Poems

So far
from our twised roots
down the reems of time.
Knights and queens
...

Rolling back
surging forward
carring a plastic cup,
a dead fish,
...

Would you like
a place
to hide.
Behind the wall
...

One line
of white powder
drawen in to the body.
A thousand cells
...

The trouble was
she had such
a pretty face.
They took advantage
...

Gripping
a master, building
slowly unfolding events.
Divulging just the right
...

You think
they do not
love you.
You think
...

Planting seeds
for the future.
Moving old letters
papers in to a box
...

Through sparks of light
i am coming
to you.
In shads of red
...

No words
to write
notthing
to say.
...