Moses
It was Saint George’s day nineteen seventy-two, a Sunday, when we found him newborn in a laundry basket and named him Moses. He was one of three in his mother’s […]
It was Saint George’s day nineteen seventy-two, a Sunday, when we found him newborn in a laundry basket and named him Moses. He was one of three in his mother’s […]
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