I miss the sea
Each wave a kiss my kayak sways nothing beats this when sea-froth hiss on best of days each wave a kiss. In dark blue bliss at sea I play nothing […]
Each wave a kiss my kayak sways nothing beats this when sea-froth hiss on best of days each wave a kiss. In dark blue bliss at sea I play nothing […]
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
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,