Dance me open
Dance me open twist your bubble ’round our shimmered grins, spill me spells. Breeze me roses, green perfume of leaves untouched. Bring with lull of ocean journeys undulations melted, skip […]
Dance me open twist your bubble ’round our shimmered grins, spill me spells. Breeze me roses, green perfume of leaves untouched. Bring with lull of ocean journeys undulations melted, skip […]
Break its defense, be brave against fear though what’s dear become goosebumps in fog and gnawing of bones though fingers are clawing to open the noose constricting you breath though […]
Before they built success with steel, concrete and glass for cruise ships passing, this was a place for drying cod, for diesel fumes, from hands and rope-burned fingers grabbing beer […]
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