The shadow of a boxer
On the edge of shadows with lidless amber watchful eyes we play and prance; two boxers me and him; we circle tiptoe; wait. Soft like snow our footfalls with retracted […]
On the edge of shadows with lidless amber watchful eyes we play and prance; two boxers me and him; we circle tiptoe; wait. Soft like snow our footfalls with retracted […]
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, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff