Moon and a new patio
Afterwards I remembered neither your eyes nor the colour of your hair. The melody of your voice had merged with the wind. You left with not even a note left […]
Afterwards I remembered neither your eyes nor the colour of your hair. The melody of your voice had merged with the wind. You left with not even a note left […]
The way to my housesnakes along the ridges of lush mountainsin the space-time continuumof past, present and what’s yet unknownto that specific point at the edge of an abyss. The […]
Later soldier, you will rememberthose nights among the blaze of lightsalone you will watch as in your embersghosts of women scorch their last delightsLater, soldier in your life’s Novemberalone at […]
Come closer,closer than cuddledundo our clothes,touch me, ticklebrush me lightlywith fingertips fiery let lips be fusedturn me slicker, sillyknead me, rub me,burn me fervent,faster, faster… tie me tighter.smothered in silkforever […]
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