Leighton Henry Crane : Writing

Augmented AI

Augmented AI

A Poem by Leighton Henry Crane


One by one they marched in unison, muddying the sea with clouds of sand.Laser guns set to fire; the drones ascended from the waves.Ripping children f..
The Old Man

The Old Man

A Poem by Leighton Henry Crane


The hairs on his skin were standing on end, and the tip of his nose was frozen in the wind. A snow storm drifted from the east, and icicles formed up..
The Flower

The Flower

A Poem by Leighton Henry Crane


When people walked along the road, they admired the flower. They dreamt of potting it in their homes, and keeping it on show for all their family and..