Waiting in vain
Neither nor the chores of life or gore of rack and knife; we’re never blessed with rest or dreamless sleep, we’re neither well nor sick. We walk in circles, talk […]
Neither nor the chores of life or gore of rack and knife; we’re never blessed with rest or dreamless sleep, we’re neither well nor sick. We walk in circles, talk […]
The best picnic for me, is a meal shared during a walk. It could be a couple of sandwiches and a thermos of tea, maybe an apple or some chocolate. […]
What had the plums been planning before they were eaten for breakfast? How does the wheat kernel know the best way to bake bread? Is your microwaved alphabet soup better […]
I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. — Robert Frost Daylight never offers […]
Diversion of rain caught me lacking umbrella on my way to the deathbed of mother. My mother is dying now, I have given farewell so many times before. But now […]
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