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
Wow! What a nice ‘word-painting’ Bjorn … a nice scene you’ve painted with this.
sadness for the little forgotten playmate
three points determine a plane, good poem!
Very nice! This one will linger in my mind. 🙂
and that’s just the way the seasons change…
You wrote what I felt about a red tricycle. I couldn’t write one of my own. Not a good memory to tap into. Really well done.
“forgotten” is one of the saddest words in any language…
Red Tricycle
This is mournfully beautiful and catches some of the feeling of autumn. Thank you!