A sound advice
You may bellow out in rageor acting mellow, whileyou blabber trifle mattersseething slowly in your furyuntil imploding to yourself,burning and forever buriedunder gravity of all perceivedinjustice in this vacant world. […]
You may bellow out in rageor acting mellow, whileyou blabber trifle mattersseething slowly in your furyuntil imploding to yourself,burning and forever buriedunder gravity of all perceivedinjustice in this vacant world. […]
I saw your angelface, I heard your voice.at morning song, your bright soprano and I felt beneath your robe, your youth that kindled flames in me. From you I crave […]
When you’re searching for a cruplepratyou have to look beyond the zimblebeamand walk the willyways and follow turlytatsthrough wind and rain; see there it gleams in fur and diamonds, with […]
I met an octopus the other dayas I was shopping for a crupleprathe asked me if I knew the shallow wayto where he’d find a candy Stetson hat I didn’t […]
Grabbing greed, we’re prowling, pushingWho will claim the buffet’s crown? Ownas any mean is fair for calorieswobbling through halls and galleriesto grow, be fat, be super-sized.Meatballs, gravy, mayonnaisebread and butter, […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
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