Winter’s end
We season springwith silence,cease to speak;and sit to sip our tea;we listen to the eagershift of wingsfrom a wren awakenedto the scent of last year’sleaves consumedby greedy earthworms;we sit and […]
We season springwith silence,cease to speak;and sit to sip our tea;we listen to the eagershift of wingsfrom a wren awakenedto the scent of last year’sleaves consumedby greedy earthworms;we sit and […]
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