Vacation’s gone – Triolet
Cerulean skies are lost to me vacation’s gone, I’m back to work now only sombre clouds I see cerulean skies are lost to me without my pay I can’t be […]
Cerulean skies are lost to me vacation’s gone, I’m back to work now only sombre clouds I see cerulean skies are lost to me without my pay I can’t be […]
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