Underneath a helpless sky
Raise me with laughter of April daffodil-bells; lead me waist-deep in that perfume of sunshine-symphonies, turn me sapling-wild and kiss me savage on the opened soil of spring; where we […]
Raise me with laughter of April daffodil-bells; lead me waist-deep in that perfume of sunshine-symphonies, turn me sapling-wild and kiss me savage on the opened soil of spring; where we […]
I scavenge secrets that you softly whisper, to the darkness’ moon-wise sky. I sense your agonies, I sense the aftertaste of pillow-tears, I see the shadow-cries beneath your eyes, I […]
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