Carpe Diem Haiku – broken wings
broken wings – still the peacock butterfly paints the rock Linked to Carpe Diem — September 11, 2014
broken wings – still the peacock butterfly paints the rock Linked to Carpe Diem — September 11, 2014
even the dewdrops morning sheen of emerald still just water Linked to Carpe Diem
My sleepless night is like a farmers field heavy with relentless rain the third Monday in November hours of the night are sticky like the muddy earth plowed and naked […]
indian summer when lazy dragonfly greets the fall Linked to Carpe Diem — September 10, 2014
Every morning Laura looked at herself in the mirror. She’d noticed the first gray hairs and the first bitter striations long ago. Her hazel eyes shrunk with every dream unfulfilled […]
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
Now we see through a glass, darkly