She’s not here
He entered our pub at nine camel-hair-coated and silver-haired a wealthy man far from home but walking to a tune of wealthy woodwind and persuasive percussion, he carried a frown […]
He entered our pub at nine camel-hair-coated and silver-haired a wealthy man far from home but walking to a tune of wealthy woodwind and persuasive percussion, he carried a frown […]
I write because (and how) the rain is wet, because the scent of snow is wild because of cause and reason when winds are mild in spring because (and why) […]
The first of all the mornings afterwards, the first mate told us how an unknown asteroid, had crashed right through the zirkum hull on the seventh deck of our faithful […]
I hitched a ride one day and you my friend was all I wanted (and your car) we rode and rode without a care until we reached a crossroad and […]
The moon is shy tonight, I shiver darling let me in shed me skin me slowly with an utmost care, break my armor even when I cry, and… let me […]
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, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff