photo albums turned to dust – for dVerse
disaster smells like ash as summer-heat becoming flames in clouds above I see the images of paths I’ll never walk of dying woods, unwritten books of photo albums turned to […]
disaster smells like ash as summer-heat becoming flames in clouds above I see the images of paths I’ll never walk of dying woods, unwritten books of photo albums turned to […]
whisper of leaves – clumsy pine-marten sees squirrel’s flight forest snag – trace of fire feeds wolf lichen under gallows’ tree – the moss-pillow’s softness stings my skin The forest […]
Pedro was just born in the body of a man. At his father’s wish he labored at the farm. He hated growing muscles, He hated bristles on his chin. He […]
in tic-toc-tic-toc-tic-toc the metronome measures our infinity tic-toc-tic-toc so carefully but still in your mica eyes I see the snarling dog with yellow teeth reflected and I humbly ask for […]
summer night – honeysuckle and wine together furnace heat anticipate the afternoon petrichor ripe tomatoes warm against your lips with basil leaves Linked to Carpe Diem
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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