Fire Works
Once so happy. They, a family, a future. gone … Sean caressed Milla’s soft hair. She was their daughter, not just hers. He had rights too. He closed her bedroom […]
Once so happy. They, a family, a future. gone … Sean caressed Milla’s soft hair. She was their daughter, not just hers. He had rights too. He closed her bedroom […]
I’m a grin that leaves you twisted raving mad in shimmer as you dance lunatic, moon-lulled melting for my silver spilled. Jarred, you twist and skip, when nauseous green, you […]
Sometimes the moon decides to walk the streets, pretending she’s a hooker. Once I watched her starstruck, hips a-swaying pulling tricks on astronauts; her skimpy dress kept slipping up her […]
The way in fall what leaves becomes your urge to stay. It briefly fireworks, in yellow, crimson, blood, before it fades. It’s like that postcard sent from Côte d’Azur, apologizing […]
Once it swayed with serpent tongue in search of moths, the giant sloth, with nothing more to offer than to slowly be a lunchtime snack for yet an aging smilodon, […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff