Carpe Diem Haiku – Vladivostok
Reaching the Pacific Ocean I ponder. Is this really the end, or have I changed so much by the time travelling making this end is my beginning? The lead-grey sea […]
Reaching the Pacific Ocean I ponder. Is this really the end, or have I changed so much by the time travelling making this end is my beginning? The lead-grey sea […]
shrouded moonshine, dying bogs heavy footsteps, silent sigh grinning pumpkins, freezing fog rotting woodsheds, burning eyes rattling claws on windowpanes bloodstained napkins, dirty deeds echoes from the one-way lane screaming […]
Shiba Sonome wrote: longing for someone I sit by the gate and draw eyebrows on a melon This to me signals the longing and loneliness that one can feel after […]
“It’s been a while.” Sergei touched his graying mustache. “Tell me more captain,” Ivan caressed the controls gently. Under the surface all sounds were muffled and he found himself whispering. […]
picking my brain for trick or treat – zombie-kids Linked to Carpe Diem were Gary asks us to think out of the box. Why not a little pun for Halloween? […]
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