The cycle of terror
From hungry soil — from mud of Flanders’ fieldsee us the shell-shocked souls, with hollowed eyes we arethe poppy’s flown, November rain the cries of clay from Sommes, Verdun,and Katowice the rats and lice,the […]
From hungry soil — from mud of Flanders’ fieldsee us the shell-shocked souls, with hollowed eyes we arethe poppy’s flown, November rain the cries of clay from Sommes, Verdun,and Katowice the rats and lice,the […]
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