Can crocodiles get wings? – a tale for dVerse
once there was a little sewer crocodile who dreamt that he would see the Nile a chicken’s wish to be a charcoal swan or like when Superman and gods betroth […]
once there was a little sewer crocodile who dreamt that he would see the Nile a chicken’s wish to be a charcoal swan or like when Superman and gods betroth […]
To write a haiku inspired by Jim Kacian’s haiku: chopping wood- someone does the same a moment later I respond with: axes sing – quenching winter’s dirge of dying embers […]
I gather filaments of silver air and run my fingers through your golden hair the velvet of this summer night caress and kisses us in moonlit shining flares Then in […]
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