Breakfast and November
In the twilight of November with moon a sickle sharp and bleeding, I saw your shadow passing, through our garden, dun. I waited, asked: “Do you still remember?”, and you […]
In the twilight of November with moon a sickle sharp and bleeding, I saw your shadow passing, through our garden, dun. I waited, asked: “Do you still remember?”, and you […]
I read today that this November has not been blessed with sunlight it’s been cloudy, darker than forever But still with you, at home, it’s bright it’s sunny in this […]
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