May Nocturne
Inhale the pliant moments squeezed between the brazen blackbird singing and the silver filigree of bashful stars. Inhale and listen to the massive scent of May, that bird-cherry-blossom-sweet perfume, dancing […]
Inhale the pliant moments squeezed between the brazen blackbird singing and the silver filigree of bashful stars. Inhale and listen to the massive scent of May, that bird-cherry-blossom-sweet perfume, dancing […]
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