Cupid branding hearts
With tresses flying, precious petals in your dreaming softness, silky flow. How fire kindles in the arrow’s wind from Cupid’s quiver – branding hearts. You came to me a summer […]
With tresses flying, precious petals in your dreaming softness, silky flow. How fire kindles in the arrow’s wind from Cupid’s quiver – branding hearts. You came to me a summer […]
Sogi wrote: Now that they end There is no flower that can compare With cherry blossoms For me this is particularly about longing, about how you don’t really understand what […]
my warm hand feel your hand in mine – cinnamon smell softness of my naked skin on a birthday morning Linked to Carpe Diem — January 25, 2014
Even with an aim beside scorched in miles of words, in silky chimes of bullets maybe bruised like butterflies. Soot still settle deep as spirits spilled on ink. My mind […]
boldly drawn year’s first calligraphy a promise made Linked to Carpe Diem — January 25, 2015
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