First at last
At first was dustbefore we drewthe linedividing mine from theirs,and soonwe let the linegrow tall; we ceased to talkacross the wall;said noand no again,which was the only wordwe shared;alas we […]
At first was dustbefore we drewthe linedividing mine from theirs,and soonwe let the linegrow tall; we ceased to talkacross the wall;said noand no again,which was the only wordwe shared;alas we […]
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