When nothing can the battle stop
The drawbridge to the castle drops around the chargers mouth – that froth when nothing can the battle stop. The knights preparing, heads to chop cause foes are foes in […]
The drawbridge to the castle drops around the chargers mouth – that froth when nothing can the battle stop. The knights preparing, heads to chop cause foes are foes in […]
Kobane’s sky – not fireworks exploding in mortar’s song the world’s observing our unified defeat I don’t know if you can be political in a tanka. But at least it’s […]
When searching through the manifolds of dimensions where your strings attach. I find a single strand among bosonic welts that connects your beating heart to the pulsars of Andromeda Those […]
in his wake, those commitment’s faked as rhinestone diamonds fade to treasured tears and memories promises as true as ice are melting nice for another lady’s burning eyes when his […]
This haiku by Oliana should be complemented: power-driven fowl in rays of a setting sun flies home © Oliana So I add my two lines to the Tan Renga power-driven […]
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