My mistress burns – a sonnet
you conquer woods – entrap the cloudy skies with fingers stretched you carve my burning skin I open up like autumn-ripened cowpeas skive our breathing’s heavy as we yearn for […]
you conquer woods – entrap the cloudy skies with fingers stretched you carve my burning skin I open up like autumn-ripened cowpeas skive our breathing’s heavy as we yearn for […]
strength is given only to the helpful hands – a shaman’s song Linked to Carpe Diem — May 30, 2014
Originally posted on The voice of collaborative poetry:
To live, to walk these streets we walked before Where cobblestones sing eulogies for us My soles are burning with its quenched…
ribbon of colours streaks across the endless sky dance of the spirits (Celestine) greeted by the water-song of mating toads in spring […]
dragon-master’s gift choosing what is right – heavy burden Linked to Carpe Diem — May 29, 2014
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