A dead tree
A dead tree is full of life – Home for bugs and worms Food for woodpeckers Who also call it home It bringing up a family For preying buzzards The […]
A dead tree is full of life – Home for bugs and worms Food for woodpeckers Who also call it home It bringing up a family For preying buzzards The […]
My first Visual Dare entry. A prompt for writing a 100 words story. Picture courtesy of the prompt. — Coming back across the plain to the farm of my grandparents, […]
She was nine and waking up A bicycle so red was hers today Learn to cycle was her goal So her father taught her well ~~ And she was cycling […]
In cloudy sky I wait for sun to come The rays of warmth that heat a frozen soul I’ve been infected and inside I’m numb But gone is the depression […]
outside snowstorm rage heat from embers keep me warm mountain home today Haiku for Haiku Heights home October 6, 2012
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis