Entropy of war
Entropy of war is not the white hot burn or hatred but a strong conviction of destroying what is sacred, and though they say that killing makes you stronger you […]
Entropy of war is not the white hot burn or hatred but a strong conviction of destroying what is sacred, and though they say that killing makes you stronger you […]
He walked a thousand miles the boy with pebbles in his mouth. Wild his hair, moon-spun from the desert songs his mother sung, his feet are dust and water saffron, […]
Spring: you daffodilly splendor, with sun that bloom me tender from soil sprout seedlings slender dance barefoot till September. Frank Hosts dVerse with a form called Tanaga, 4 lines with […]
If I shut my eyes I still see their white dresses. I can still smell the the freshly baked cakes, the coffee and the lilacs in bloom. I was only […]
When morning breaks with sunlight shining through the tired windows; bright and sharp and razor-shadowed; lucidly a blackbird sings, for snowdrops coy, When morning breaks monotony of grey — unshroud […]
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