The myth of abundance
When abundance is givenin returnfor sycophant praiseor pardon is givento white collar thievesin returnfor a share of the loot,or when handouts are givenonly to those livingin cookie cut mansionstaken from […]
When abundance is givenin returnfor sycophant praiseor pardon is givento white collar thievesin returnfor a share of the loot,or when handouts are givenonly to those livingin cookie cut mansionstaken from […]
Unburdened it carriesannoyance in words,no purpose andrepercussion is nonefor this slanderer rodent. when the weight of a lieis equal to that of a truthbut the weight of its wordis measured […]
Her void of nothingnessis an airless roomis nil and zeroand ready to be filledas the perfect vesselwaiting for her heroto fill her beingin a place to nestleto reshape herselfinto something […]
Pain of bleakness more than greythis November burdens with its weightless mass.My sorrow stomps,stuck in claymaking love on broken glass;daylight reeks from sadness and decay of grass. Bared are branches, […]
If forty two is the answercould it be that you getby the doubling of twenty one, orby tripling fourteen;or is there a meaning going beyonda simple division? Can you mate […]
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by sensuality, love, nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
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